I am at war, constantly, mostly within my own head. But I dont need fucking distractions taking away from my responsibilities either. They will always come first. One i can't even remotely abandon as I live here and that doesn't seem to be ever fucking changing in the near fucking future. I am trapped here. No matter how much I don't want to be or that I wish I could elsewhere. Belive me I have tried, and while I slammed that door completely fucking shut to the point I might as well have used the nails from pieces of the true cross to hammer that in. I still need to be availible to always be civil in some fucking fashion. I will always be there for him, his mother not so much. That took a long time to earn back and she burned it to the ground in one moment. There is forgiveness, fuck there is even understanding, but I value my mental health and my peace enough to have that door completely shut. I have to fight the fucking demons in my head enough that I dont need the memo...
Eventually I'm just gonna move out and on, I can't keep living at a survival pace and taking care of someone else when there is no appreciation for my sacrifices and its just expected I will provide. This has been ongoing for far too fucking long. The next step might have to be alone. Without anything or anyone. As usual. The door is closing on a lot of things in my life and it's is becoming more and more obvious there is no looking back. Theres nothing there to look back for. I'm functional because I choose to be. Tying up loose ends and fulfilling my responsibilities. But its very fucking obvious that my life is standing still. I am on cruise control and nothing ever fuckin changes. As long as status quo is maintained no one cares. Id rather people be afraid than complacent. I cannot continue to pretend that I'm going to remain in this moment forever. Its time for a change. Maybe it was time for an end. But I am unsure of anyone else in my fucking life either...