All the disappointments in life. Illusion to think you can ever run away and hide.
Love your family...
Sometimes it is so hard to comprehend why things happen the way they do.
They just do...
I feel sorry for myself.
Why do I allow the abuse and humiliation?
So far it has been a prison. But as hard and I try to convince myself there is freedom out there, it is hard to believe it.
Life as you know it. Not real.
Rid myself of this plague.
If only I could let myself make somebody unhappy so that my freedom is finally mine?
I cannot hate myself more than I already do.
What is the way out?
Who's to blame for making me who I am? Her? Never to admit it.
Is that really what I believe?
Maybe part of myself does.
A monster.
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