Forget having anyone attack me for any reason. I don’t need it. I’m a master at attacking myself. Lately, I’ve been quite snippy. Why? I’m angry at myself. I allowed something that happened when I was five to affect my entire life. I’m still allowing it. I hate it, and I don’t seem to be able to stop it. Since I’m such a masochist, I then beat myself up over the fact that I can’t seem to stop it. I’m such an expert in a perverse way at making my life miserable. Oh and then suffering over it willfully. Here’s hoping that this is over soon.