A Lesser Person

A lesser person would be broken and beaten and possibly dead by now. A lesser person could not live the life I have lived, just so far. At 23, I have experienced so many different things, both good and bad. Of the many things that have happened, I truly do not understand the gravity of it, unless I take a step back and look at my life from an outsiders point of view. And that is what I am going to do here. I’ll try and start at the beginning. Or what I believe to be the beginning. I have been thinking about this for a while, about writing down all my thoughts in my head, as well as my past experiences. Maybe it will be lethargic, or maybe it will get me landed in jail, or possibly committed. We will see.