Entangled

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Genres: Fiction
I’d go to bed most nights alone, wake up alone, unless I was with someone, but even those times were uneventful. During school, I’d moan and groan and sulk, throwing myself a pity party. I was a real downer. It’s not that I enjoyed letting my life pass me by with nothing to show for it, I just felt “what’s the point?” life sucked. But I guess that was my fault. I let my father control my life even when he didn’t live with us. Was he sulking? Or complaining that his life sucked?     Fuck no.     He was living life the way he wanted to. He didn’t want to be a husband or father anymore so he did something about it. There is that saying, “your life is what you make of it” or something along those lines. Basically if you’re unhappy with your life, you’ll go looking for that missing piece…change it to what you want it to be. I only wish I had done that years ago. I was so full of grief and misery; I didn’t realize there was something missing.
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