"I was sent to introduce a bit of anarchy into the world, To unveil my true potential while giving into sin.”
-Butcher shop owner/ undercover killer, OC, RP 21+, Mature Themes, Triggers, friendly writer w/few years experience.
I owe myself the deepest apology,
for allowing someone to disturb my peace and take me for granted. I stayed too long, gave too much, and ignored the way it was hurting me. I kept being understanding even when my feelings were not considered. I stayed quiet to keep the peace while slowly losing my own. I made excuses for people who kept disappointing me. But I'm finally learning that my peace matters too. I shouldn't have to beg for care, effort, or respect. Choosing myself doesn't make me selfish. Walking away from what hurts me doesn't make me cold. I deserve people who value me the same way I value them. From now on, I want to protect my heart, my energy, and my peace more.
Chapter One
The Town That Stayed Quiet
The sign at the edge of town leaned slightly to the right, as if winter storms and heavy snow had finally convinced it to stop standing quite so straight.
WELCOME TO SILVER PINE
Population: 1,842
I slowed the truck passing beneath it +
// Won’t be around much, I know I’m absent as is but my uncle was just put on a ventilator. Those of you who have reached out, you’re amazing and I promise to keep in touch to those who continue to check in.
going to change. And no one is going to make it better but me. I can’t keep doing this to myself and feeling like I’ve gotta bury myself “until it passes” because truth is, it won’t.
I swear to fuck I’ve only contemplated doing this one other time and I literally did it back then. At the end of the day, I’d say it was karma…..but it’s truly not. It’s just one of those things you’ve gotta rip the band aid off of and go about your day because it’s not