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I feel more like myself today than I have in a very, very long time. It's like I got up this morning and I shook off cobwebs that have been fogging my brain for years upon years. And by "myself" I mean my true self, the me that I am without the masks of civility and the concessions to society, the me that very few if any of you have ever seen.

For the hundredth millionth time I thought about and considered and contemplated the meaning of the essential truths that have shaped my life, whether I wanted them to or not, and (I'm beginning to think for the very first time) I've accepted and embraced the simple fact that I'm not like you. I don't belong in your world. I can walk throught it and I can live here but it's not for me. It's not mine. It never has been and it never will be.

I don't know how I could have ever thought this was a bad thing.

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No, most emphatically NOT Bizarro Will. This is the way I'm supposed to be.

First me, now you. What is this, epiphany week?

You say that like it's a bad thing.

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