Endless Cycle

I am certainly a sucker for emotional punishment. But with each invisible blow to the heart, each rampage in the stomach and each strike through the soul our bonds become stronger.

I never thought this day would come when I would be able to talk to my parents like they were my friend. I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would be swearing, accusing them of beytral, yelling at them for being thick headed and fucken stupid.

And at the end of the torrents of upheval there comes a tranquil peace and joy which resounds deeper with each battle. I know in my heart and soul this is the ultimate battle worth fighting for.

I used to think I was weak and pathetic for still being at home at 27 and single. But now I know the truth. Most people move out, to separate from their parents because the belief that they can't be changed is too strong. Influences from our birth tend to do that to us. It takes courage, immense emotional torment and suffering to rise above it. I have beat death, I have beat insanity and I will beat this battle.

I have never experienced this much joy in my life. I know my potential. I know what I am worth. The world better be ready for me, because I wont be hiding for much longer.