The layers are pealing away one by one. The thing that was me will soon be extinct. I have to fight. I have to gather up the pieces and slowly try to put myself back together. You want me to take a dive. You want me to admit defeat and walk away. I will do no such thing. No matter how many times you kick me, I will still get back up. I'm taking controll of my life back. No longer will I allow you to influence my moods. No longer will I allow you to control my emotional state. No longer will I allow you to bully me into doing things your way. One day my son will know that I fought for him. He will know that I tried to get him into a safe environment. And whether I win or lose this battle, one day he will be old enough to make the choice himselelf. On that day he will know who loves him. He will see that you have done this out of vengance for your own broken heart. I dont do what I do to be vengeful towards you because of what your trying to do to me. I do it because I love my son. Hearts will be broken in life over and over but a fathers love is forever.
