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.