It is better to be alone than in bad company.

Jun 04, 2008 17:27

When I was younger I was surrounded by others in the same shitty place as me. I had my family, related and extended. Misery does love company, I suppose.

Then my blood-relatives died and I was thrust into sex slavery. I had to pretty much live with these two other dumb whores, who I didn't care to get to know. They enjoyed what they did, and I still hate them for it. I didn't have much contact with the other slaves anymore, and they changed often, but in a way I still knew they were there and I wasn't alone.

I escaped and was instantly caught by Dannanko. Even when he got me here and I spent more than a year alone, I wasn't alone because... well obviously. Demonic possession is like that. Then there was that fucking, idiot and how he would rarely leave my side. Until the retarded kitten was put somewhere better for him, I had him around too.

So what am I saying here? Even I know don't that.

I hate people, I cannot trust easily and all my other problems. Being alone, closing off and walking away is something that I fell back on my whole life.

Perhaps I'm saying that I've never truly been alone until now, and even though I enjoy it I find it unsettling to realise it?
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