A life free of shame (coat of many colors)

This is me in 2008, strung out on dextromethorphan.

I like the picture because if reflects my quirkiness and love for color and strangeness.

I have done a lot of inexplicable, self-destructive things in my life, but I am proud of who I was and who I am. I feel no shame for my choices anymore. I’ve already endured the shame and embarrassment, and from now on I live in celebration of who I am and what I’m all about.

If that sounds selfish, please keep in mind one thing: what I’m all about is you.

If anyone finds a sweater similar to the one in this picture, it would be about the greatest gift you could give me. Or I could pay you for it.