Today is the last day. I am not going to talk about it anymore. About them. About the horrible things they did to me, and how those horrible things have scarred me so many, many years later. I'm sick of letting the monsters who hurt me shape me. I'm sick of them causing me to hurt others because of my hurt. The hurt that they inflicted on me. I am no longer going to continue giving them that power. All monsters want is power, and I have been a sucker to give it to them. Not anymore. I will no longer tell the stories. I will no longer let the memories linger and drag me down. This isn't about forgiveness, just the opposite in fact. This is about reclaiming my past and letting it trail off into blurry, distant vapor, vanishing, vanishing, vanishing... the last puff of smoke as I have extinguished it. I am done.
