My seven months affair ended today.

As a kid growing up, I told a cop my dream of being a police officer. He told me "You'll never be a cop". So I gave up that dream and became a thief instead.

I've been a compulsive finger skin picker since I was 6. My fingers sometimes look so bad I have to hide them from view. I don't know how to stop. I'm 34.

I'm scared one day they'll all find out, I'm not as creative as I pretend to be
I'm a fake

I don't want my Stepson to move in. He's 17 and he thinks he is God (in the last phone call). His mom can't handle it. What makes her think I can?????