My Own Person

I long for freedom. My urge to stand on my own feet has never been so strong. Now I have a motive to get past all the hurdles and to arrive at the other side of the long journey. The distance is nothing when one has a motive. Only through taking care of myself can I make my own decisions about my own affairs. Also, I don't want to be dependent on my dad any longer, not at all. He's done things that are so terribly wrong. I'm not going to forgive him and I want him to know. This is typical of them. Always do things that are hurtful to others without noticing them, and don't plan to apologize afterwards. I'm so ashamed of them and don't want to have anything to do with them. They are so fake and not worthy of my trust and respect.