It's A Full Time Job With A

One Day At A Time. You Rise, You Eat, You Bathe, And You Talk To The Few People You Can Tolerate While Feeling So Wretched. Over Time, It Hurts A Little Less. Then A Little Less. And So On...until One Morning, You Will Awake And Realize The Pain Is Only A Memory. It Will Always Be With You, But It Will Eventually Lack The Power To Cripple You.

I Thought We’d Turned A Corner. Maybe We Did, But We Hit A Brick Wall Anyway.

There Was Nothing So Attractive As A Powerful, Handsome, And Self-assured Man.

I Have One One Type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s It.” I Rolled My Eyes. “okay. Whatever.

And Yet I Understood The Alienation Of Being Around Others Who Couldn't Really See You Or Chose Not To. I'd Felt The Self-loathing That Came With Being A Fraud, Protraying An Image Of What You Wished You Could Be But Weren't. I'd Lived With The Fear That People You Loved Might Turn Away From You If They Ever Got To Know The True Person Hidden Inside.