If I lose my sense of humor I best find it fast, otherwise I surely will find myself in the confounds of a place that they don't let me talk about , that they don't acknowledge as part of who I am, the one, the girl w/ the issue, the anger, the problem. Jesus Christ you think I suffered from some kind of debilitating dis-ease,

ok so I don't dig self help books or those chinsey little pocket cards made out of some plastic resin that help me be a better person....Big deal what does that get you?, except a thought, a recollection at the most inappropriate time.