ABSTRACT
I found myself slipping into that self trashing thing, man, you know, putting myself down, thinking and saying I’m a dumb broad, ugly and worthless, just like J. used to tell me. But they got on me, those awesome women! They told me I was breaking the friggin’ rules! Me! Breaking the rules, and then I remembered what they meant. We’re not doing that stuff in this group. The end. Not okay. They are really the most awesome! What would I be without them?
