All the things that I done, memories, they never hurt me. But the past, it's more than memories. It's the devil you sold your soul to. He's comin'. He's comin' to collect. I am sick of waiting, I know that I cannot do this on my own, but when the odds are stacked against me and all i am doing is waiting for an answer, maybe it is time to do it on my own. I know I will fail alone... but I'd rather fail alone, in the trenches with no support, of any kind.. than to sit here comfortably and say i stopped fucking fighting because it got too hard or i couldn't get the help i need. I have patiently waited. I'm going to wait a few more day and then regardless it's time to move this forward.. almost seven years have been taken away, and we are reaching a critical moment in his life. I'd rather have him know that i never backed down and never stopped fighting, and lost than realize i walked away because in the interim short term she won a hollow vict