I made a decision and a choice and im sticking to it. You in some shape or fashion have dominated my entire adult life. I am done. There are other options out there. Why am I waiting for soneone who has never and will never truly choose me agian. That moment was over a decade ago. Our moments have been done for over twenty five fucking years. I regret nothing and our time together was a brilliant moment that gave us a glorious son, but hes grown. He's a man now. I need to choose the next step. I need to move on with my life instead of having the albatross of my past constantly chasing me for false future framing, promises that never come true, and being used when the fractured fucking fallacy of your reality comes crashing in. I have survived nightmares that would have destroyed another man, hulk strongest there is. Sadly one of those nightmares I have had to endure is with you, and I will always be here for you as a result. But I need my own life. And my own choices back. Its tim...
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.