Fight after fight. The same battle I've already grown tired of facing. Day after day I weaken and pray for a day of reprieval. Fuck it all! I'll make my own destiny. I won't wait for that perfect day to come to me, I'll drag it to me and make it my bitch! I won't play the good guy trying to please everyone but myself, nor will I play victim. My life partner must be someone I can always like and respect, not requireing special conditions as this did. My strength will guide me. My rage will push me forward. I will learn from my mistakes. The lesson I gained through this? I was a fool to think things could go back to how they were, especially when I was the one that changed and for that I do apologize.