I felt like this all day. Then my face became this: I was afraid. A victim of myself. I was engaged in the struggles within. Today, Forgotten Figures in Buffalo. Forgetting myself. All my friends hate me. I'm just an asshole, and a victim of myself. These struggles wear me down. 15 For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate. 16 Now if I do what I do not want, I agree with the law, that it is good. 17 So now it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells within me. 18 For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out. 19 For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I keep on doing. 20 Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells within me.... 24 Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Romans 7