"acceptance." I stayed up late tonight and got to thinking. I could be so much worse off. I mean, the people I met in the state hospital will probably never get to do normal things, like get married or go to college , or fall in love, or drive a car, or have a job. Yes, I'm screwed up, but I've come a long way and am not entirely incapable.
Thoughts like that make my pride issues go away and usher in humility. Hmmm.