Feces on the Stage
This is where we throw it all out there. Dashing through stories to get to where me and Beth first joined up to annoy "the man" (or men that owned storage place we both worked at).
Really starting to get a picture of why I feel alien, or at least when I started to ease up and actually try to understand myself. Sobriety had to come and go but eventually I focused on my well-being, first the one that had been neglected for so long; mental health.