Another Year

Today is my birthday. I am going to make a special effort to be easy on myself today.

I feel fine, despite the impression my previous post may have given.

I think sometimes that my real problem is self-pity, not depression. I am self-centered and selfish by nature and self-pity is a tactic I use to wallow in myself. It's a problem, I know, but I am working on it.

More later...