I'm all right, not ok.

Last night I understood about myself that by no choice of me those trying to help me legitimately were only doing more harm.

Unreal..I don't know how to feel, what to think, or even say. People call me many things. He calls me his Hidden Hippie. I think I'm beginning to understand my friends call me Nuclear.

Christ take this off of me and set it down.

That's not ok. I don't want to put that on people. I feel like I'm up to my eyes in water, yet I know I'm not. I'm on Big Red's truth adventure.

I'm one of those people that used to think there was anonymity.

I'm just starting to truly prep.

Let's block ads! (Why?)

I'm all right, not ok.