Its been a while since I have been here. But today, I realized that its not if, its when. I am a failure, in everything, since I can remember. I have a warehouse of skeletons, not a closet. Im scared. Years ago, I didn't know if I had the courage, but now I know that I have created enough of a mess of my life and others that it no longer is a matter of courage, its whats best for me. I don't want to hurt any longer and well, I feel that its time.