About Me: How can anyone accept me? I don't understand why I fight my whole life for acceptance when it's really impossible. Acceptance is an illusion. And I'm just some eccentric religious queer diabetic looking for someone to love them and their idiosyncrasies. Why does this have to be so hard? I'm so scared. Scared that I'm losing a battle I never enlisted for. Why did I have to get drafted for this stupid war? And why do I feel more abandoned, the more people care about me? ********************************* In a less dramatic sense, I am a soph. majoring in English and Elementary Education (with intent to go into Special Education) and minoring in Accounting and either Philosophy or Art.