huh.

And then there was light, but the light only made things more complicated.
But in the dark I wander aimlessly.
In the light we think we know were we are going.

I feel drained. My emotional roller coaster seems normal now. I am so used to it.
Am I coming to terms with who I am, or just accepting defeat from something I swore would never own me? Both?

Funny how things we think we have most control over spiral into oblivion.