I am evil incarnate. I am living in my personal hell, and I deserve every second of it.

From the minute I gained control of my own thoughts/actions/facilities, I have been a horrible person. I always sensed a growing darkness in myself. I wanted to believe I was like other people, but I could never relate to them. I felt the sense of spiders or ants crawling under my skin. They writhe, squirm, and bite me. The echoing thought reverberating through my body “you don’t belong here.”