My parents gave me life and have also ruined my life. They are worthy of my love and hate but in balancing this equation, all equals zero. Even if I leave now, at great cost, the damage they have done is irreversible in my reality. I'm a sensitive coward who fears losing what love I have in this world even if it's covered in poison. I have no confidence in myself. I wish I could find a new reality. I will try to write one. When my book of dreams is finished, then I will make my peace with all that could have been that is lost. I will move on hopeful, ever hopeful, until this life is spent.
This is my truth.
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