I've learned that the quality of my life depends on nurturing my personal inventory.
I've learned I don't have to judge things as bad or good unless I make it that way.
I’ve grown from resenting the peculiarities of my identity to accepting my peciliarities to thanking God for them.
Today I talked to Miss Virginia 2003 and a retarded woman with a humpback. I talked to them in the same way. Thanks, God, for helping me do that.
I must have internalized some of that “sincerity” I keep reading about.