There was no blog yesterday for a reason. I was very aware of the day it was. No question. But 26 years has absolutely no meaning to you why the fuck should it have any to me? Our moments are just the same old bullshit pawns in our never ending game. Theres a good chance I stop playing soon. I'm fairly certain I know the cost and that it will count as a betrayal but at this point I need to do for me not wait for something to happen. To have a tiny silver of a door open.... Don't you know me? Don't you understand me? I'm the one who kicks fucking doors open. Fifty years old. I'm done waiting. I'll go on as I always have. Doing my own thing. Doing what I want with my own choices. I know where I stand and why I walked away the last time. Pretty sure this time I'm doing it for me. And only me.
You're life is not mine. I have my own. We may share precious blood but you pushed me away long ago. I am not beholden to be keeping a hand in any longer than I choose and I am becoming disinterested in the constant battle to have the scraps at your dinner table. I have walked away before to protect you. I will walk away and let you think I'm the fucking villian as usual. My son knows better. I have very much tried to show him that this past year. If I need to protect your, mine and his mental health and be away from the choas of your family I will walk away. I have nothing and in that is the ultimate freedom. I can walk away. Nothing ties me here except you and Him. But I am not you, the constant battle of your life is not mine. It took me a long time to make peace with the man I and the man I am not. One of us is at peace and one of us is at misery. Amazing how karma changes things. Welcome to my latter half of the past 2 decades. You still blame me for pulling you down to pr...