Confessions and Chronicles of an Injured, Narcissistic Self Loather (or just someone who likes really long titles)

Okay, so as most of you know by now, I am a little nutty. However, this is NOT because I found myself with chills and crying during an Enrique Iglesias special nor that I actually enjoyed an entire episode of Phineas and Ferb. And much to your dismay, it is also NOT because I had a fabulous, three hour dream about Willie Nelson last night.

By the way, is he still alive because apparently he is my step dad?

Moving on, today marks three weeks post surgery and I wanted to share a little journal, a diary of sorts of a narcissistic injured self loather who I may or may not just slightly resemble.



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