Ok, i get it... at least I think I do... i don't fit in, never really have so it shouldn't surprise me and it really shouldn't matter... but occasionally it does and when i give voice to that pain... hey, I'm always WRONG...
I think i should have stayed locked up in the nuthouse, at least ther i could pretend things made sense... i knew what to expect and what was expected of me... there wasn't much hope but there were no fantasies... no falsehoods... no pain. Orderlies and nurses didn't give you phony compliments... if they did you reported it and it ended.
what i hate most is feeling hurt and then feeling like i'm wrong, like i'm the one who owes an apology for opening my mouth and expressing myself... easier solution, (see Blog title)... i need to remember that...
I get it now, i wasn't really meant to circulate amongst humans... even internet ones.. hideous freak, leper... unclean, stay away... i've always been a pariah. It's when i get to feeling special that i fail
at least i don't have to worry, my blogs get barely read... lack of popularity has it's benefits...
End of Morning whine...
DP, hideous troll