I have no concept of guilt.

It's because I'm French. In French (the language) the concept of guilt simply does not exist. I'll illustrate: I just broke my cell phone! Fuck. I would exclaim, "My cell phone broke itself!"

That's one of my 3 personalities. I have: Truth Hurtz, Dorita Free2Lay, and Diamond Goodness.

Anyways, y'allz should look for it in my book: Scars: A Gay Native American's Journey From Self Hatred to Self Love.