It Is Important For People

I Am Proud Of Who You Were, David-that Hurt Person Who Refused To "die." And I'm More Caring, Giving, Fixing Person, The Guy With The Same Sense Of Humor And That Deft, Sensitive Touch. Good On You, David I Love You.

Something Good Comes Out Of Every Crisis.

Inside, My Soul Became So Cold I Hated Everything. I Even Despised The Sun, For I Knew I Would Never Be Able To Play In Its Warm Presence. I Cringed With Hate Whenever I Heard Other Children Laughing, As They Played Outside. My Stomach Coiled Whenever I Smelled Food That Was About To Be Served To Somebody Else, Knowing It Wasn't For Me.

I Know I Can Be Very Standoffish . . .

When You Please Others In Hopes Of Being Accepted, You Lose You Self-worth In The Process.