Honestly , I was the rebel of the 6 growing up. Most think they know me , but I keep my most painful moments smuggled in the chambers of my heart to avoid people trying to thrive off of my vulnerabilities. I still don't let my family control me and my life , so they tend to shun me when they're really needed. I had to double tie my laces , so I won't keep tripping into traps that the devil place ahead of me. It's like I was going through life blindfolded looking for the love of a Dad as I pray that my children don't ever have to feel what I felt all through out my adolescence. It always seem like I attract damaged souls not willing to live a life outside of trauma just like my mama. I don't want to remain around people whose complacent on government assistance when the goal is to constantly elevate when one goal is manifested. Missing my mom more than ever just make me feel on edge , so I tend to isolate myself to maintain my peace and sanity as I drown out the chaos and confusion.
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