So much has changed, so much has shifted. It hasn't come without opposition or doubt but I did it and I'm proud of myself for it. My ideologies have shifted, my perspectives have sharpened and my soul is calm, the battle is over and I made it out. I came back.
I can't even listen to certain rap songs anymore because they're too crass, too angry. It's just too much for me now. Cussing, carrying on like a primitive ape, it's all just too much. I'm at peace within my mind, my soul. I don't carry a of the daemons that plagued me and drove the people I love most away. I'm seeing now that I must stay this course because anything less than fighting for myself is paramount to accepting that I cannot change even though the man in the mirror is different from the thing I refused to look at for so long. I'm still remorseful and I'm so sorry for the way I was before. But that doesn't define me, that isn't who I am and not who I will ever be again. I'm better than I ever was.
I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. That monster is buried.
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