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....The Devil You Don't.

One of the most difficult things in my life was packing up my son's room last night and i nearly broke down doing so.. this not knowing what the next step is for any of this shit is killing me.... I have nowhere to go but to return to Windsor and that is a bigger self sacrifice than I am willing to make.. Life is about choices and this is a deadly chess game... one I will see thru to the end.. No matter the cost... I don't like the idea of an unknown future and I am becoming physically sick with the lack of options presented... and the fact that i may need to run away again and again... but I don't fear that... the only thing I fear is not doing the right thing and losing everything I have fought for so hard for the remainder of my life.. these fucking assholes may have put me one step behind but the time for reckoning is soon upon us.. I just have to make sure the other things in my life are exactly where the fuck that they are supposed to be.. and if that mean's not backing down or going into even more seclusion then that's the choice I make... I'm not sure the next step, and it's becoming difficult to figure that out... I know what I'd like it to be but at this point all i'm doing is staring into a very dark void.. one that threatens to consume me.

Current Mood: Depressed.
When your darkness controls you, it becomes your weakness. When you wear it like armour, wield it like a weapon, it becomes your strength.

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