I certainly regret a lot of things.
I wonder when it will get better.
People who tell you that things will be easy and that if you try you'll overcome it are lying to you.
It's hard.
It's really hard.
You have to do more than try, because you are more than you believe.
We all are.
Well, most of us.
It's not okay but nobody says you have to tell anybody.
But you should.
It helps sometimes.
My condolences go out to everyone who thinks like me, who understands all the words I put in this book.
My regrets go out to everyone who thinks they know what it's like.
And my deepest apologies go out to everybody who's had to deal with people like me.
But it'll get better.
Not soon.
But eventually.
Just don't forget to breathe.
