And Loss Of Control Is Always The

I Skip The Introduction. If The Book Goes In The Trash, I Want It To Go Because Of My Thoughts On It, Not Because Of Some Asshole's Thoughts Who Wrote The Introduction.

I'm Tired Of Making People Sad And I'm Tired Of Disappointing Them And I'm Tired Of Seeing Them Break. I Have Seen This Too Many Times. He Will Be The Last.

I Close My Eyes And I Take A Deep Breath And I Think About My Life And How I Ended Up This Way. I Think About The Ruin, Devastation And Wreckage I Have Caused To Myself And To Others. I Think About Self-hatred And Self-loathing. I Think About How And Why And What Happened And The Thoughts Come Easily, But The Answers Don't.

The Calm. If There Is God Or Something Higher For Me It Is This. The Calm. If There Is Something That Will Hold Me When I Need To Hold It Is This The Calm. There Is No Anger, No Rage, No Fury. There Is No Want, No Need, No Desire. There Is No Hatred No Shame No Regret. There Is No Grief, No Sadness, No Depression. There Is No Fear. Absolutely No Fear. When One Lives Without Fear, One Cannot Be Broken. When One Lives With Fear One Is Broken Before One Begins To Live.

A Miracle Is Changing Someone's Life. Freeing Them From Whatever Bonds Them. Giving Them The Gift Of Being Able To Live The Way They Dream Of Living.