I want to move also, so that I can be myself. I only wonder though, is it possible for me to be myself? I don't know, that's a mystery to me. I've been expected to play the spouse, the parent, the friend, the perfect child, the aspiring teen, all full of integrity and when things bellied up, the perfect recovering addict/alcoholic, the model jailee, never a relaxing moment always on guard for holes in my public portrayal of my supposed ego. I'm starting to tire out, coming loose at the seams.