— Jeff Winger - Community
"I am not well adjusted, and more often than not, I’m barely keeping it together. I’m constantly texting and there’s no one on the other end. I’m just a grown man who can’t even look at his own friends in the eye for too long because I’m afraid that they’ll see that I am broken. So you get credit for that. one time when I was in seventh grade, I told everybody at school that I had appendicitis. I wanted someone to worry about me. But, when Beth Brennan asked to see the scar, I didn’t want to get found out so I took mom’s scissors and I made one. It hurt like hell. But, it was worth it because I got seventeen cards and I still keep them in a box underneath my bed twenty-two years later because it proves that someone at some point cared about me. Wanna see the scar? So, you get credit for that, too. This is me."