I like to think my BP has been a blessing. While I don't specifically "embrace" it, I accept it and go from there.

I'd describe myself as quirky and independent. I don't own a cellphone. No one wants to call me anyway.

I don't like following the crowd and do my own thing. I don't care what people think of me which makes me come across as arrogant. I function well when people leave me alone but I can be very engaging when the mood moves me.

I am often a gentle soul and believe in the Butterfly Effect. I don't like killing things that don't threaten me. I'm not afraid of spiders, snakes, or the dark......I'm afraid of failure.

I am self-confident but I'm also self-destructive.

I really don't have any friends. BP has cost me my friendships. I can be unpredictable with my moods but I am improving.

I spend too much time planning things like an escape or a Plan B.

I can be a jerk on a regular basis.

I am regretful of many things I have done and choices I have made in my life but I am moving on, all full of sunshine and lollipops.