Note 0.A

Imagine ripping yourself open, pulling out a few organs and replacing them with your own wretched creation. You then proceed to carefully stitch yourself together and try to hide the scars. You may have gone back together, but you will never feel the same, whether that is is good or bad.

Granted, that might be a bit of an exaggeration compared to what I usually feel, but it was the best comparison I could come up with. I’d like to think this is positive for me.