Passive
I might be putting on my socks, driving to work, eating dinner, in school, feeding my fish, (ok, i don't have fish) using my turn signal, listening to religious programming, repressing memories and denying, always denying. The truth is to ugly to look at. I prefer my fantasy. Pretending fed my soul. Acceptance satiated my denial. My dream was coming true and I believed. I believed in happiness,trust, loyalty. I believed in forever. I believed in fairy tails.
Resigning yourself to a life of misery, martyrdom, or conviction for the sake of conformity breaks promises and hearts, and that's the upside.
Vigilance is needed in the face of treachery, but is useless when betraying yourself.
Resigning yourself to a life of misery, martyrdom, or conviction for the sake of conformity breaks promises and hearts, and that's the upside.
Vigilance is needed in the face of treachery, but is useless when betraying yourself.