Am I being intolerant? Am I being closed-minded and judgmental? Am I a hypocrite to write this blog with the goal of spreading love and compassion and positive energy and yoga and then to write someone off because they don't share my view?
I was full of shame. I was mortified. I felt worthless. I felt undeserving of love, of my job of living. I won't say that I was suicidal, but I was doing things that easily could have gotten me killed. Even now, I sometimes wake up from a nightmare thinking about moments when I was so close to death that I don't know what saved me. At the time I didn't care.