The New Year has Come...

It has been an eventful year for me. I have discovered what I should have discovered way back, when my age was in single digits. I have fought, bickered, loved, written and sang hymns.

And all of this reminds me of how narrow-minded and restricted I am.

I am weak-willed, lazy, rabid, paranoid, wrothful, slothful. I feel empty inside.

This is the year that will mark my entrance into adulthood, and yet my mind is still compsoed by squabbling feuds and ferocious tribes trying to reach their own harmful goal, and the only part of me that would ever wish to turn myself into a mental whole i also my greatest foe and flaw and, for many- far too many in fact- a mark of evil. This can only mean pain and tribolations, as I have promised myself that, in absence of near-perfection from my mind by the time I am of age, so my body shall be punished and make incomplete and damaged.

However... there is hope. I have hope that these revelations will stop me from self-harm and deliver me from my mental sectarianism. That, sooner or later, I will succeed to revolution myself into something better...

The road is long and ardous, but, one day, I will get to the land that has been promised to me... one day.