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Growing Up
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In corso, pubblicata il giu 13, 2016
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A lot has happened in the last year. I had to hit rock bottom (emotionally) in order to realize that I am not a child anymore. I can not keep depending on others to do things for me. I had to get off of Facebook to see that it was putting a lot of stress on me. I was getting into arguments with strangers daily about things that I cannot change. I was taking out my anger on my family and they didn't deserve that. Mentally I feel like a new person. Im not so scared of the world anymore. I am proud of myself. And I know my son is too.
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Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.