Narcissism

Why don’t more people read this blog?

I love the readers who love my writing.

I haven’t missed a day of meditation in over two years. Today, I found myself lost in my sex addiction and narcissism.

I imagine myself at the center of everyone’s decision-making. This makes me vitally important. And profoundly vulnerable.

Anthony Weiner, Charlie Sheen, Donald Trump, and me.

I’m not a writer. But I sure do like when people read my writing.

In which I invite the caring concern of Marina’s friends for her well-being.

I can breathe.

I’m an attention whore. I really like attention. Also, things, ideas, suggestions, stuff.

How I relate to how I’m perceived.