I've realised a lot of things lately, most of them things I already knew. I feel a bit betrayed and rejected and I wonder if I was ever cared about at all. I like to think everyone has some good in them, but when your emotions have been played so much it's hard to know if there was ever an ounce of compassion given towards you. I want to free myself from the puppet strings I've endured for so long and escape the cycle of being a loyal dog that only suffers abuse.

I feel as though I'm on frozen ice that is slowly cracking beneath my feet. Do my best not to disturb it and I might survive, but one wrong move and I'll be plunged into the depths of darkness that I may never escape from. I'm scared and afraid of breaking these strings but it's what I need to do. I need to live again.