I’m ashamed to admit this, but my family members insisted I had to be honest and let everyone know the ugly truth because if I didn’t, they were threatening to take out a paid ad in this newspaper and tell you themselves. Even worse, they planned to pay for the ad with my money.
To them it was a question of integrity and not misrepresenting who and what I really am. Or as my wife said, “People should know what you’re REALLY LIKE,” which if I recall correctly was the same exact thing my mother used to say. So here goes: