First, I have to thank God for giving me the gift that he did as well as a second chance for a better life.
In a way it was like washing your laundry in public and, yep, there you go, you've seen my underwear. And now I feel like there's nothing left, you've seen it all and I can get on.
Be fond of the man who jests at his scars, if you like; but never believe he is being on the level with you.

