I don’t have the energy to make this poetic. I’m scared and tired, but I can’t sleep. We are taught that our parents will protect us no matter what. That is complete and udder horse shit! Parents order and control. They say it’s tough love, but where is the love? I won’t submit anymore! I’ll deal with the pain of walking a thousand miles if it means I get to spit in your face. I wil not only survive the storm, I will thrive in it!