Diplomatic immunity is what I seek,

Immunity from my body, immunity from my soul.

There is nothing left to do but surrender,

I will raise my white flag of truce, and pray for leniency.

The time has come to stop resisting, to stop fighting and to accept my fate.

The time has come to embrace my pain and declare an armistice with it.

Can I accomplish this tremendous task?

Can I accept this new way of life?

These questions are not easily answered, and are asked with much trepidation.

So here I sit in my last few minutes of denial, apprehensive, weak, yet determined.

Determined to start a new and somewhat different life.

This life will by no means be easy,

This life will by no means be insouciant,

This new life will require much more mental dexterity, more flexibility then I currently have allowed myself in the past.

But try I must............ And succeed I must,

For the alternative is to have no life at all.

And that is just not an option I am willing to explore.

- Margi C.

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