When I use to roam the halls of high school I was bullied and harassed.
I dropped out back in 1999 and after years of trying to clear my mind of it.
I realized I can’t do that, it’s still a big part of my life.
Tried to drown myself in many things in hopes of pushing it from my mind.
Later, I came to the realization that it will always be apart of my life.
Sitting down with myself I had a talk, I promised myself one thing.
I promised that I wouldn’t let myself go through that anymore.
Knowing how much it has affected my mind and thought process.
Now being in my mid 30s I’m still affected by it, it still affects me.
I wondered if something else would come around that would overtake that.
Back in December of 2005, I lost my Father to a car accident.
It tends to affect me in the month of December the most.
Feeling like I’m broken, loosing a parent didn’t affect me as much as torment.