This hidden thing that you don’t see? They call them skeletons, but don’t be scared of them. ‘Cause you’re still you, and I’m still me. It’s all irrelevant. We ALL got skeletons!
If there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I REFUSE to keep my skeletons in the closet. You wanna see them? You betcha! In fact, not only will I open their cage if you really wanna meet them, I’ll personally make the introductions. I literally have nothing to hide anymore, and the very few “secrets” I still do keep under wraps are only being kept to protect my family … not me!
Yes, I’m flawed. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve said things I shouldn’t have. I’ve disappointed people. I’ve acted like an actual nut bag at times for failing to control my REAL and RAW emotions! Nope! You Jean Claude Van Damn will NOT find a perfect person here, and trust me when I say I have plenty to NOT be proud of! Do my anger and fleeting thoughts of retribution for those who have hurt me and mine scare me at times? Umm, you better fucking believe it, which is a large part of the reason I laugh and joke around so much. It keeps me humble and “regulated”. That being said, I’m beyond proud of the person I’ve become since not just OWNING and ACCOUNTING for the darkness I once kept hidden, I’ve made peace with ALL of it! Meanwhile, I once saw a quote that said,
If you could go back and fix all your mistakes, you’d completely erase yourself.
That was all l needed to hear, ’cause guess what? I frigging LOVE myself, ass backwards wretchedness, fails, blunders, and all! Far be it from me to rob the unsuspecting world from the privilege of getting to have me in it! Bye everyone, it’s me, CAT (and all my ‘lil demons)! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
The Diary Of My Perfection 
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