I have to get out of the dark, and come to the light. The problem is the light is where normal people live, and I cannot define any areas of my life as normal. I’m not motivated to write, I’m at a loss for words. I find it difficult to have any clear thoughts because the dark just keeps me hidden which is where I want to stay. This way, nobody has to question my motives or ideas on how to move on from such a place. It’s not comfortable to be in pain, but It’s safe to hide from the light. I never want to look back but going forward I want the past back where I could reach out without objection or judgement. I know not where it is I want to go, I just know I want to be there.