I am ruthless. Like stone cold, unforgiving. Unless you ask someone else. Why? Because I treat others the way I’d want to be treated but treat myself more poorly than I could ever fathom treating another person. It’s why I hate listening to myself sing and reading my own writing. In others I see potential, in myself I see only flaws that need correcting. Prime example: I didn’t post yesterday because I spent most of the day with a friend and the rest of the day locked out of