Me
Just a few years ago I thought my life
had completely fallen apart. The
crumbling started with a look in the
mirror, and my declaring, "I am fat."
In the months that followed, I battled
depression, not finding anything good
in myself or the life I was living. My
grades on assignments dropped from
A's to B's and C's. I wore black
clothes. My diary was filled with
poems about committing suicide.

Sick and tired of feeling sick and
tired, I read tons of books and
researched to find out how, at the
age of 11, I could wake up and hate myself. I found out it wasn't so much about me, and that this sadness is happening to so many of us all over
the world.

I can't fully capture what life means
to me, but this old Buddhist
aphorism I found really does the job:
"You have come here to find what
you already have."

For years I was lost because I never
really TRIED to see differently or feel
better. I just complained, cried,
yelled, and closed up to the world.
What I know now is that we MAKE
our lives perfect...by choosing better friends, being good to ourselves,
blowing off the schmucks of the world,
and being crazy-happy-insane no
matter who laughs or thinks we're
wackjobs.