Sometimes I get a complete mood shift and put my blond wig on and lay about in pink... I dunno if I'm trying to be someone else, or just another aspect of my self(this I think it more likely the case). Is there really ever going to be someone else who truly understands me or feels like I feel? Probably not..it can be disheartening and a lonely path to walk. Feeling exiled, rejected alien...just being myself. I feel too much. I want too much. I expect something and get nothing from these heartless humans I see hope in my child's eyes...the rest are blind. I am broken I suppose... At lease I understand me... I feel me..... all of me..every part and different side of myself...weirdo