There came a point just recently where I finally stood up and decided not to take any more. Not a word. Not a breath. Not an instant longer would I deal with what had become a soul crushing marsh of violently warped projection. For many months — nigh on a year — I had sat silently and listened to another’s perceptions of me. I heard things that rang so very false, and saw things laid upon me that had nothing to do with who I am. But for a number of reasons, I did not rebel. I rejected, but never rebelled. ~Jamie Shane
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 00:00:01 +0000
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