The last few years have damaged me but as of today I am entering into at least a few weeks of, what I hope to be, recuperation. To be more precise, I don’t have to go to work for at least a month and I can still afford to pay rent and eat as well. This halcyon combination may not last but if forced to choose I will buy food and re-enter the homeless state rather than return to the conditions under which the damage occurred.

This choice may not be necessary but it has become clear to me what I simply cannot tolerate and remain something I recognize as myself.

This is good to know.