Why are we so ashamed?... because our hearts got in the way of our judgement? In short; I so hard on myself because I made a bad choice that has marked the lives I brought into this world as a result of this bad choice. There's my shame laid right there in print...words... I hoped for the best, despite what I knew to be a big giant flaw. I have kids, and a big personality that I have to constantly shuush. I isolate because I enjoy so much being myself with people, that I might let something slip. Things can't be unheard. Right? I made a bad decision because I wanted to appease my heart. Now look at the mess!
That's why we/ or at least I feel shame for loving a twit.
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