Who’s there ?
It’s me, you. The person that has been with you for the last 27 years of your life. Can you let me in?
What do you mean no?
I said NO!!
Why do you always do this?
Can you just leave me alone?
No, I can’t leave you alone. I let you be for a little while and now it’s time to man up and get your shit together.
What do you mean by get my shit together? I have it together.
Can you explain to me how then do you have it together, if all you have been doing for the past three years is just waste our time. I get that people and experiences hurt you but you need to let that shit shape you instead. Let me tell you a story about yourself that no one will understand. You are different. In being different, that means you’re special, not everyone will get you, and not every needs to get you. You have everything and everyone around you to support you. Stop acting like a spoiled little child for once. I get that you went through a lot and I am not just saying that to make you feel better. I experienced it with you. I saw how hard you fought. You took over for a while, and now it’s my turn to take back who I am. There are parts of you love and some parts that are no longer needed. If you can find some moderation in your life, maybe, just maybe you will be okay.
Listen… stop thinking that you won this fight. I did.
We both did.