Grandfather was a minister.

''They'' lied to him.......

I have ''always been a misfit'' (as defined by ''family'' ... and much worse)

They were (and are) all perfect.

idk... it doesn't make a lot of sense.

How do I stop poking myself with their stick of blame.

Or is it even possible



Rhetorical question.....

I'm working on it..

And on ''staying alive''

(this is NOT about the situation in the world)