“ ....you can overcome sadness, loneliness, even terrible loss. But guilt goes with you the grave. ”
What a desperate, pathetic fool I was. Time after time, my friends had shown me their true colors. Yet, I still wanted to believe they were sorry for causing me pain. p. 128
~ Jodee Blanco
This book is a labor of love. It is dedicated to people who have cried themselves to sleep because they were 'different'. It is also a celebration of the 'inner outcast' in all of us, and a humble attempt to inspire tolerance, understanding, and acceptance. the intro from the author