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the reality of the situation
I fear this keyboard for the words that flow without a thought to the source of its essence; trapping so many thoughts to the confines of my seemingly stoic mind, knowing once I put my fingertips to the test—the universe will reveal itself within the laptop of my dreams.
It is a hard adjustment for me after years of being limited, having my capabilities minimized and left to stagnate.
I know what happened. I have known for a while. All signs point to an attempt to smear my credibility. I don’t give a shit at this point. I’m going to do what I have to do to heal, and I am going to show my family that I have far more power than they will ever have even at my present age.