Fragments: Poems, Intimate Notes, Letters

Trying to build myself up with the fact that I have done things right that were even good and have had moments that were excellent but the bad is heavier to carry around and feel have no confidence.

try to enjoy myself when I can - I'll be miserable enough as it is.

There was my name up in lights. I said, 'God, somebody's made a mistake.' But there it was, in lights. And I sat there and said, 'Remember, you're not a star.' Yet there it was up in lights.

I think I hate it here because there is no love here anymore. I regret the effort I desperately made here.

feel what I feel within myself—that is trying to become aware of it also what I feel in others not being ashamed of my feeling, thoughts—or ideas realize the thing that they are—

to know reality (or things as they are than to have not to know and to have few illusions as possible— train my will now

I think to love bravely is the best and accept—as much as one can bear