Morbid?  Yep.  Rude?  If the occasion calls for it.  Brutally honest?  You bet.  I really hope you didn't come here expecting flowers and frills, because that's not what you'll find.  This is who I am, and I offer no apologies for what I think and how I feel.  I'm not asking you to love me, or even respect me; allow me the freedom to exist and be myself and may the same be given in return.   I know the difference between reality and fantasy, do you?  I'm firmly planted in the soil of reality, are you?

"A poor fool indeed is he who adapts a manner of thinking for others!  My manner of thinking stems straight from my considered reflections; it holds with my existence, with the way I am made. It is not in my power to alter it; and were it, I'd not do so."
~ Marquis de Sade, 1783