Dude. I have a terminal illness. I did it to myself...

You need to come up with a strategy plan to get your mind releasing so many endorphins that you won't even recognize yourself in a year or two.

I will share a little about why I spent almost 11 years trying to make a point...but we need money.

Honesty creats magic. I'm just a guy, but blocked most of it out. I find that being true to oneself...make no exceptions or diversions.

Ps. Nobody is watching us. They are also thinking about the same thing.

We all don't need tools to hide it (no offense), we are the way we are. Just today in a train ride from the city casino, some guy I was talking to just showed me his scars. I returned the implication that we are the way we are.
He was shivering from anxiety and told me the exact same thing I've been hiding from this whole time. I just regret not taking a picture of the young man. My train arrived...I could have opened up completely with him.

Find your idol. Mine is superman

It's amazingly healthy to follow a positive figure in this cold world.

And always. Remember you are loved. Don't debate it. Take care, but be safe