For the better though I have no idea how it could ever be better as it is pretty nice with family here these days.

I am wild with traumas and nowadays, heavy heavy paranoia. Do take everyting I say with a grain a salt when i talk paranoid stuff. i think i got carried away with my stories of detective goat cheese and wanted this to be the case for real.  i am wild. Too wild for this samsaric world which never brings me any happiness. My mom told me she had always loved and admired me. i dont know why she admired me? i am not particularly admirable. i am so wild in my paranoia.