How do you cope with being twisted and torn by forces beyond
your comprehension? How do you learn to live with strains on
who you are that run so deep you can't tell the strain from
any other part of you?
What do you do when you're pulled in every different
direction, and your instincts scream "Don't Trust, Don't
Listen" at everyone who offers any direction.. because
they're involved.. because they're human.. because you see
poison and whispered paint in words.. because you feel rage
and bloodlust rising in response to words.. because you see
arrogance and a desire to witness you fail when you see
How do you pull yourself together when everyone else just
pulls you apart?