I searched the entire world wide web but Yahoo Answers aren’t.
I looked on my bookshelf and on the bookshelf at Borders trying to find it but no smiling pop psychologist can help.
I tried to pray — or is that just talking to oneself? — but got no answers there. God forsook me long ago when I forsook him.
I wore out my friends and drowned my very best friend with my questions…just get over it already!
I can find others who share with me but they never have any answers either…only poems and songs and the same questions.
I want to know…
What am I? child…wife…lover…mother…trap
Who am I going to be tomorrow? still me…always me…is that good?
Where do I fit in? i am probably not a vampire or a lesbian or a mental patient or a tortured artist but someone must want me in their camp
Why am I not able to be loved the way other people can be loved? i can…i was…i am…chemicals and electrical impulses am i
Does this get better soon? the answer is unclear…check back tomorrow
What the fuck? yes…yes, indeed
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The answer is......... I forgot.
But the problem with life is, we remember things.(sometimes) Or, rather, this "space suit"remembers. We only use this suit for this part of the journey, the next part we'll have different suits, just like we had for the last part of our continuous being. The next part of the journey, we will hardly remember this part, because the suit is different, and the memories are still in this suit. The new suit comes with all new memories, sensations, experiences, and dimension. This part of the journey doesn't last long, not like the last part, before you know it, you'll have a bunch of new stuff to figure out, so don't sweat this part, it gets better.