What it’s like to look at what you just wrote and think who’s the moron that wrote this? But then read it and got oh that’s me that’s my thoughts and those are great. Thoughts great feelings but it sounds a little Chinese. I called it Strokaneese In the beginning, I thought it was funny

if you guys knew me before, and I still in this way, doesn’t it come across on here? I am so self deprecating about my stroke. It is what it is. I got ton of funny stories. This is my journey that God put me through. It sucked a lot of times and I felt like he had me on this journey I had to I still don’t have faith down and I feel sometimes like he’s kicking me in the butt. It’s OK keep going like if I keep talking, somebody will listen. But I’m kind of thinking now I like my little page here and if nobody ever sees it or cares. At least that’s a place for me to get it out. Maybe I may don’t have any other social media anymore because they just threw me off. And I’m way more docile you can’t you can’t do and talk like we do on and they were after me all the time. Anyway, I lost my thought. Have a good night. And guys just so you know I never drink at home. Sometimes little THCCCBC sometimes I have to take these pain meds, but I try to avoid them at all costs and so sometimes I’m a little loopy but it’s mainly my brain. But I’m always in control. it’s just getting that out of this format. Honestly, if I wasn’t me, I would wanna meet me just to fucking find out. Unless I’m just thoroughly uninterested and sometimes I think maybe that’s the case and I don’t know it was never really my problem, but I was always insecure inside.

My motto real motto was fake it tell you make it back when I was in my early 20s high school even