If you're going to loathe yourself, loathe yourself. Don't skimp, dillydallying around in woe-is-me self-avoidance martyrdom, cursing yourself in cutesy tones and then looking around to see if you've caught anyone's attention...
I do a lot of questionable things. I could blame it on my heart, because I follow my heart at all costs, but that doesn't make me look like less of a fool sometimes…
Maybe it has something to do with being raised in a religion that cloaked my soul and spirit with layer upon layer of heavy guilt, shame, should's, have to's, and supposed to's about life, about my wants, my needs, my desires, my passions…