It’s funny how when you’re completely honest with yourself, you realize how weak you really are. It’s not funny at all…just sad, terribly sad. And you sit and you wonder how you could’ve lied for so very long and ignored it or not known you were doing it. Doing it to yourself.
“I thought I was one of the exceptions, that’s all – one of your fifty thousand who think they’re smart enough to figure out what’s going to happen in advance so that it won’t hurt so much when the time comes…It was better to figure things out so that you knew exactly where you stood, like collecting all your bills and adding them up when you were broke, in order to see just how broke you were.”
Broke, broken, breaking.
