A choice
I've been to hell and back many times, I have seen the faces of countless evils yet nothing has pierced my heart more then the words my sons have spoken to me. I suppose that is to be expected when you make such a grave decison. I find myself once more trying to do what is right and still shedding blood and destroying whats left of an already torn family. I now wish that I could just ignore the emotions I worked so hard to develop for now I am drowning in them and left a ragdoll of shame.