It's just been one of those days. Stressful, haven't eaten anything in nearly 16 hours, depressed yet again (Low Blood Sugar. I'm actually fine mentally), but I can't help but cry. Then I look back at all the letters, comments and messages you all have sent me... All the praise, thank yous and all the stories you all have told me about how I've helped you.

It just overflows. I can't stop it. I absolutely lose it when I manage to come to terms with the fact that I am actually doing something good with my life, even if it only helps a few people. On some level, part of me hates myself for it. Part of me wishes I would stop it. But in the end, through all the stress, through all the physical and mental anguish, as long as there's just one person's day I've managed to brighten, then it's worth it.

I apologize for the emotional nonsense. I promise I'll post something funny tomorrow... Like 3 chapters of im nut ok i promiss. I hope you enjoy this.

-Mic