Myself in sentence

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And because my urban trance had been somehow weakened, I found myself stopping to find out what was wrong.

As a scientist, and also as a human being, I've been trying to make myself susceptible to wonder.

I enrolled myself in something called "sexual surrogacy therapy," in which people I was encouraged to call doctors prescribed what I was encouraged to call exercises with women I was encouraged to call surrogates, who were not exactly prostitutes but who were also not exactly anything else.

But I was at war with myself, and I dug terrible wounds into my own psyche.

And I now like being myself better than the idea of being someone else, someone who, to be honest, I have neither the option of being nor the ability fully to imagine.

I've sometimes wondered whether I could have ceased to hate that part of myself without gay pride's technicolor fiesta, of which this speech is one manifestation.

I used to think I would know myself to be mature when I could simply be gay without emphasis.

The summer before I turned 30, I took myself on a relationship off-site.

I was born with this very rare syndrome, that only two other people in the world including myself, that we know of, have.

Also, being small, I am very willing to volunteer myself to go to Weight Watchers or to some gym, and say, "Hi, I'm Lizzie.

So I told myself I'm going to work my butt off and do whatever I could to make myself better, because in my mind, the best way that I could get back at all those people who made fun of me, who teased me, who called me ugly, who called me a monster was to make myself better, and to show them: You know what?

I told myself that I wanted to be a motivational speaker, I wanted to write a book, graduate college, have my own family, and have my own career.

And for that, I started an exercise for myself which I call Sunday sketching, which meant, on a Sunday, I would take a random object I found around the house and try to see if that object could trigger an idea that had nothing to do with the original purpose of that item.

So it's ironic that the landscape I'd worked so hard to escape from, and the community that I'd more or less abandoned and exiled myself from should be the very landscape, the very community I would have to return to to find my missing muse.

I just heard that there were these scandalous writers called Language poets who didn't make any sense, and I wanted to go and see for myself what they were like, and some of them didn't do much for me, but this writer, Rae Armantrout, did an awful lot, and I kept reading her until I felt I knew what was going on, as I do with this poem.

I couldn't tear myself away from the coverage.

I have some terrible scars on my legs from where I stabbed myself.

I remember thinking to myself, if only I knew what my life in each career would be like.

On a nightly basis, Jon Stewart forced me to be intellectually honest with myself about my own bigotry and helped me to realize that a person's race, religion or sexual orientation had nothing to do with the quality of one's character.

So why would I out myself and potentially put myself in danger?

And so in 2020, Harry Cobb and myself and others are building the International African American Museum.

And I found myself getting deeper and deeper into trouble.

Now as I see it, solitary confinement is one of the most inhumane and barbaric places you can find yourself, but find myself I did.

But in my case, some of my mentors who are serving life sentences were some of the best people to ever come into my life, because they forced me to look at my life honestly, and they forced me to challenge myself about my decision making.

Prior to going to prison, I didn't know that there were so many brilliant black poets, authors and philosophers, and then I had the great fortune of encountering Malcolm X's autobiography, and it shattered every stereotype I had about myself.

I also met an amazing woman who is now the mother of my two-year-old son Sekou, and she taught me how to love myself in a healthy way.

It was the first time in my life that I ever felt open to forgiving myself.

But I also had to apologize to myself.

For me, atoning meant going back into my community and working with at-risk youth who were on the same path, but also becoming at one with myself.

So I've connected myself into the speaker.

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