It is just me and Boots here. Some days I love it, today I hate it.
Loneliness permeates me today. I don’t know why. It is hot. I have killed yet another plant. Boots is hot and avoiding me.
Sometimes I think it would just be better if I had a roommate. Then I think of the time I lived with Secret Sister and I am happy to live alone.
I think I am ugly and nothing I do will change that.
When I am alone, my mind plays games with me. Why can’t my mind be like everyone else’s?
Will I ever be “cured”?