Up after 1 a.m. due to 5 hour energy drink and another self-couching session. It has just occurred to me that being the daughter of a pimp is hard to shake emotionally. I realize that in every relationship I've been in, I felt like I had to have a higher stock than my partner so they would see the benefits of me and want to keep me around. And by doing this, I was pimping myself out, because I didn't require anything from them but words and the idea of family. Much like the average prostitute.