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It's been awhile since I wrote one of these things. I think the last time was 1997, but that one all worked out. To any other new parents out there wondering how to keep their child from growing up to be a serial killer, just wait it out. The worst mine ever did was bully a kid into suicide. That was bad, but at least she didn't actually kill someone physically and it was only one time. Serial killer means multiple, right? I'm no good with technicalities.
Anyway, I'm rambling. Feel free to edit this and cut out the extra things. Actually, please edit this. This is the third time I am writing this and I'm still rambling.
Down to the problem.
I got lots of problems. How do people decide what problem is the most important problem to ask about on these things? I guess people don't all the time. Believe me, I have read some wacky stories in the advise columns. Who hasn't?
I think I've finally figured out what my main problem is. The root of all problems. Imagine trees were a problem, the root is where it all starts, right? Great, we're on the same page. I never feel happy about myself. I hate myself. I truly hate myself. I've always hated myself. It just seems to me that practically everything I naturally want is against God, society, common sense. Believe me, I've tried to stop wanting evil things. I have spent half of an entire century trying to deny what I want, change it, modify it in some way that I can accept. Isn't that long enough? What's my only option now, to accept that I'm a devious person? Can that even be done
? Hell if I know. If there is one thing I do know, though, is that sometimes a stranger can see things more clearly. I stand here, vulnerable and exposed, hoping that you Tedison will have the answer to my troubles.
You better fix this PLEASE,
The bad Samaritan