Yes the facts are I am no where near as perfect as I would like to be. I have so many foibles. I know that I have similar brain patterns and I decided that I had better watch and take note. Indeed there was so much in the meeting that was similar to my life that I am lucky to have had the parents I had. If my mother had not destroyed all friendships with people that took drugs and drink I would be in the gutter by now. As a child I would notice that I was on my own a lot. I used to wonder where my friends had gone. My mother would tell me not to be a door mat to my pals. I hardly listened I just wanted to be liked. I have since been told by my friends that she would ring up the parents and say I had been naughty and could not go out therefore protecting me from the weaker members of my group who were happily high.
I find it quite remarkable then that after years of struggling with inner turmoil that I wish to say hello to serenity, but I do. I realised I was making problems where there were none. I just need to be kept at room temperature rather too much for this difficult world.
Today I have thrown away love letters from other times. I love to keep everything but realised that people could be harmed and so decided the whole lot had to go, I will just live with my memories of a passionate life. I also made a bargain with my friend Jack English to only buy black dresses with him so that they are totally perfect. It is so tricky not to transfer with the addictive character I have. I get addicted to people as well, now overnight I just want freedom to clean up my act.