I had it and it was full-blown. What did I do wrong? What did I just not do? The human side of me was not ready to clean out my closet of all my old ways of seeing and doing things. Even though I talked to the Doctor, it took a while for me to accept what was really wrong with me. How was I going to get better with what I had to work with? My past was oppressing me and my strength caused me to walk into territory my feet weren’t made to travel. The light came on and I saw the stuff that make-up couldn’t cover up. My method of self-fulfillment was all wrong. What did I really have to hold onto?