This new start has not been a bad thing, I am starting to remember who i used to be, I am not a closed off in my own little world although anytime i choose or want to be i can do so, but when i am hanging out or even talking to both old and new friends and doing the things that need to be done I am starting to feel a little less lonely and that I am not the only one in the world fighting awful battles, It would be very easy to close myself off from the world but I have to remember only I define exactly who i am in this world and as long as I remember that I'll be fine, there are people out there that know who I really am and they are important... it's about being the person i was a decade ago, it's about being driven and directed and knowing exactly where and what i want in this life... the battle is only a small part of that and i should not be and i refuse to be dominated by it.
Current Mood: Driven.
I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Current Mood: Driven.
I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
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