Today. November 19, 2006. My mother died 3 years ago yesterday, people are controlling my mind and there is no God. I am locked in a prison, I have created myself, by allowing myself to be controlled and carroweled into it. I have allowed myself to be used mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually. I have in turn, used others. I knew the times when I crossed the line by not standing up for myself. Beat myself up for it later, learned the lessons I needed to to make it to the next step. Took those steps, however small they were. Disappointed most, lived up to others stereotypes of who exactly I AM.
Tonight, this process of change has come full circle. I think I have come to terms with the answers I need to move.
Am I safe enough to lay to sleep....
But who has been affected? They can't possibly be as out of control as I am. I hope not anyway.
2006-11-19
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