I' before 'e', except in Budweiser . I must honor my personality flaws for without them I would have no personality at all. As I let go of my feelings of guilt, I am in touch with my inner sociopath. I am grateful that I am not as judgmental as the censorious, self-righteous people around me. I need not suffer in silence while I can still, moan, whimper, and complain.
Life is a bowl of spaghetti O's.
They're all zeros, you just have to eat them up. The reward for a job well done is more work. Awareness of my character defects leads me naturally to the next step of blaming my parents. I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me.