Re-Monster

The most difficult things in my life seems to start with RE. All theses things are essential to living a social life, a healthy life, yet they are so heavy to face sometimes.
Oscar Wilde said that those who can't be in society complain about it, I guess he is right. Sometimes I don't feel like I belong. So I go to my Wall. My Wall tells me I don't belong there either. This pickled monster comes to me with all this work I have to do, and I guess time to time I enjoy working with this pickled monster named Re, but sometimes I wonder, if we grow up as adults holding this pickled monster Re, it's ugly, spiky, and annoying but it also needs attention and love. It chose me out of all the other human beings out there. The pickled monster Re is insisting that I be its owner.

Maybe, this ugly thing just wants to be loved.
Gosh, I wish it was fluffy and cute like those puppies at the shelter.
Why does it have to be so spiky and ugly.