11.02.2008
Who the **** are you?
The doctor, with whom I spoke on Friday, asked me this question at the end of our session:
Who taught you that it's not okay to be you?
I don't have an answer to that question yet. I'm not even sure I have an answer to the question of who I am. I have spent most of my life this way: tell me what you want me to be, what you want me to do, and I'll deliver, without fail. Evidently, that's not working anymore.
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