'Tis True!
There comes a time, in every person's life, when they make a decision about what sort of person it is, exactly, that they shall be. Some are unfortunate, and make that decision before they can even speak. Others, equally unfortunate, make such decisions repeatedly, but never fully, and end up a confused morass of conflict, neuroses, and equivocation.
Despite having been a confused morass of conflict and neuroses for much of my life, I consider myself among the fortunate: I have always known what sort of person I am. Which doesn't, of course, mean that I decided before I could speak. It just means that I've always had a sense of it, you see. My conflicts come from being at odds with external society. My neuroses come from a dearth of confidence within myself. However! The decision has been made. I have come to realize that it is only the actualization that is lacking.
Thus, and so! These pages are mine. They are about me. I am no pundit. At least, I've stopped trying to be one. I am myself.
If that bores you, do move on.
