I Have A Pretty Bad Temper. But

I Feel Most People’s Sexuality Is Enormously Complicated. That’s What It Means To Be Human. Wouldn’t It Be Great If We Honored That Complexity Rather Than Turn It Into Gossip Or Ridicule? Wouldn’t It Be Great If We Accepted Sexual Diversity, In Ourselves And Others, Without Condemning It?

I Can Express Gratitude For The Simple Act Of Being Able To Breathe In And Breathe Out. I Can Move Away From Darkness And Depression To Light And Hope. I Can Be Happy With Who I Am, Not What I Should Be, Or What I Might Have Been, Or What Someone Tells Me I Must Be. I Am Me, The True Me; You Are You, The True You - And That's Good. That's Beautiful. That's Enough.

The Only Thing That Bothers Me Is That The Girls Come Up To Me And Say, "i'm Dating Your Ex-husband." I'm Happy That He's Dating Girls And Getting Out.

In Complete Darkness We Are All The Same, It Is Only Our Knowledge And Wisdom That Separates Us, Don't Let Your Eyes Deceive You.

I Don't Have A Lot Of Friends.