Feb 12, 2011 16:02
Father I spoke up against you. And it beat the life out of me when no one did anything about it. Maybe for the best, or just the way it needed to be. I don't mean to sound retro teenage, but you stunted by progress (or I let you) so well, that people these days think i'm proactive. I might claim some days to be broken, but I don't think that's truly the case. Just filled with a jelly doubt but a foolish glazed demeniour. Being so angry all the time is getting me no where. What a waste of at least four plus a bunch of years. I used to think I was just lacking optimism, and I never really thought I was that depressed. Nor do I now. Mellow. Just mellow and mostly turned off, so to speak.
Really, being so hot tempered and short fused to some things is getting me no where.