I don't understand myself in the least. I analyze myself over and over and each time I get a different answer. Finding myself is like trying to find true liberty on this earth: Non-existent.
I've been stuck in such a rut of trying to figure out who I really am and how I define myself. I'm starting to get socially distant now. The only contact I have with the outside world is at work and even then I'm usually just buried under paperwork and nodding my head. I suppose my drinking habits could attribute to my slight depression... or my depression is the reason behind it all PERIOD. But none the less, I do blame the alcohol.... and myself. At least I'm honest, no?
Maybe I should turn to drugs...no, that'd be stupid. How the hell would I know if my patient in crazy or not if I don't even know my own name? Ah.... I guess I'll just sit here and ponder this for a while.
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