I woke up early and passed out in my clothes in bed early last night. I got up at 6am.

Meeting the poor ill mentally and physically repulsive stranger on the strip, the coffee strip, really shocked me today for some reason.I really got angry at how disgusting she was: how foolish of me though of course, I never did let it show or said anything mean.

It is at the severity of my repulsion that I am questioning myself: since when am I such a pussy cat?

I ask God forgiveness at even the feelings of anger because she was so unpleasant  that lady, and admit I am nothing without Him or Her. We are so childish to be repulsed and angry because we are repulsed. What is this? Hatred at inconvenience? I did not know I was so fucking precious and delicate flower....I apologize god for my anger I kept secret at least. may you tenderize my mind heart for such discomfort that brings no pain on me but should bring empathy instead of anger.