Direction.
It's hard getting away from all that, and I know these thoughts will keep coming back to haunt me, but fuck, I still have to move on.
On some moments I melt down and cave in, but when reminded strongly again, I feel the hurt seeping in and my anger surging to the next level.
Should I come up with another plan to make things better for myself? I can jolly well move on and just fuck whatever the rest thinks.
Know who's real, and know who's not.