Some days I want run away.  I want disappear and leave everything behind.  And just be free.  Just me and my shadow.  I fantasize about it often.  I’d rather be utterly alone than trapped in a gilded cage.

I want to not be responsible for anyone but myself.  I want to not be the recipient of someone else’s feelings, who in doing so is held responsible if they get hurt.

Freedom always comes at a price, though, and someone has to be the loser someone else can win.

I guess I have chosen to be the loser.