I am a flawed person. Sometimes I am angry and mean. I will try your patience endlessly. I have been the death of a man and it may not be the last time. I will not promise not to let you down, because I will not set you up for that kind of a fall.
Daily self-evalutation leads to self-hatred. I would rather hate myself and try to make myself a better person than love myself for being something hateful.
I am not good at decision-making. I can be extremely selfish and my vision gets really narrow. I can be extremely selfless and have been accused more than once of not valuing myself. I overanalyze a lot of things. Sex confuses me more than it relieves me. I am finicky and often second-guess everything I say.
Not to worry, I can advertise the good parts of myself as well.
I make a mean pumpkin cheesecake. I would throw my life away if it was what another person needed. I make beauty from pain, and I am often deep in thought. I do my best to make good decisions, thus the inner conflict. This inner conflict has lead to enough stress to give me hives, but I'm tenacious and I won't stop now. I am creative and I love art. Not a day goes by that I don't pay some sort of penance for my past, and more for my present. I set myself up for my own falls and I cry for them, but in the end I won't try to escape the consequences. I love children and will someday be a good mother. First I must find someone who will have someone like me. I don't think I pretend well enough to hide myself, but nobody seems to know me.
If I've frightened you away, I apologize. I'm not for the faint of heart. I'm not sure if I'm for anyone with a heart.
