d whole thing appears topsy turvy, nothing makes sense. Wat a ghastly mess. All in jumble.
If I had d courage to see myself as I really am, I wud find out wat is wrong with me, n correct it. Then I might have a chance to profit by my mistakes n less time building alibis to cover them!
I’m not beaten yet. Where there’s a will, there’s always a way. I will find a way.