"The soul searching about if I am bad or good spins inside me."

Try to resist doing this--most people are both--(especially us?)--Since I was about 4 years old I could always relate to:

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

Sometimes my dad actually kidded me with this verse, he also said, "You can't spoil a rotten egg." I was so spoiled that I didn't mind what he implied a bit. Thought I was perfect. I just enjoyed it. He shook his head a lot when he would find out about some of the things I would do.....