Born Wrong a work in process.
An excerpt #2:
“Back to reality, “God must hate you.” the jerk continues lowering my head filling it full of fowl faces and cruel words. It’s as if the jerk stands as a barrier outside of the darkness. The darkness that began on the day of birth. God is doing these things to make you worthy of his love and acceptance. There it is again a barrier to acceptance to belonging. Personal value in the shitter the voice just repeats, “born wrong freak.” what the hell did you expect, love? There are locks on that shit. Maybe even booby traps.”