PMS

A part of me is as clueless as a gang of bozos. And the other part seems to have the answer and solution for everything. Or perhaps those are merely excuses made in a pathetic state of denial.

I feel guilty. More guilty than I’ve ever felt in a looooong period of time. Perhaps my conscience has finally caught up with me.

I’ve screwed up way too many times. And I’ve lied about as many times in the attempt to cover my screw ups. I try to justify my mistakes but I think, I THINK, I am too transparent nowadays to be able to pull it off like I used to.

I get angry, and moody, and selfish and sometimes heartless.

Is that really all I am?