Now I’m older I can admit it.<\/p>\n
Now I’m older I can realise there actually is a problem.<\/p>\n
It’s not me. And it’s not my fault.<\/p>\n
No amount of ‘snapping out of it,’ ‘stopping feeling so sorry for myself,’ no ‘up at the corners’ is ever going to change it. Only one thing does. The thing I don’t want to do. That’s part of it, somehow.<\/p>\n