I saw the new Star Trek movie on IMAX 3D yesterday (SO good) and while out to dinner with my friend afterward she asked if I thought I was broken. I responded that I did. She said she didn't know who told me that I was, but that I wasn't. That's the first time I remember hearing that. I've been told that I was so many times, most recently by the mental health system, that I just resigned myself to believing that I was and that I was un-fixable. But it's true--I have some things going on with me, but I'm not broken.