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There Goes The Neighborhood....

it is very clear to me that I have followed the wrong path in choosing to leave Windsor, This is my place, this is where I am supposed to be, the darker parts of my world don't exist here and that's the way it should be, i have to give some serious consideration to returning, there is a house with a room for both me and my little boy and there are opportunities here, maybe it's time to push and get my life back in order instead of letting the deceiver manipulate things to the point where she once again controls my life... she left once, she should never have been allowed to return to stab me in the back, when i look on the wreckage of my life it is not from here, It is my choices and my decisions alone that defined that... but maybe the possibility of healing is the choice.. to return home... and that's what this place is.. there is no past and no destiny for me here.. only that which i defined, not anyone else....and i am still the master and the determinator of that destiny.... this is Home... this is where my happiest memories are, and this is where I should be... only one thing prevents that, and that is the love for my son, but if it comes down to it.. I will make both realities work, i never should have sacrificed one for the other, This is Home... but my Heart resides Elsewhere.

Current Mood: Happy, but Sad too.
Home is not where you live, but where they understand you.

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