Cloud of Insanity (not about me for the record) | shyladevonne's Blog

Some people are so caught up in their cloud of insanity that it becomes a funnel; they try to suck up everything around them into it.

You're angry because I turned out more like your mother than you, not my fault. You still act this way towards me when I leave for college in 9 days, & haven't been home for months. You expect me to be as miserable as you are, and it eats you alive that I'm NOT. You project your thoughts & insecurities about yourself onto others, especially me. YOU are the one who likes to argue, not I. Your own mother said you like to run your mouth. Yet you say it's ME that likes to have the last word.

But that is all old news. Now you act as if I am a stranger, some odd creature. You said I am a part of you, like it or not, and that we all come from the same womb. You said you don't know what I'd do, & that you're not "scared". Scared of what? You said it was over & done with, yet you say you're not "scared" to say what you have to say. Now I'm some dangerous person that would cause harm to my little brother. If that's a part of you, I fear for them. I fear for them anyway, for having to live with & absorb your insanity. One is already too far gone, & sadly but not surprisingly, it's the youngest.

And sadly, this will go unforgiven & unforgotten until some profound revalation is acheived by her, and I do not see that coming any time soon. My ship has finally come, it's time for me to depart. I only have to endure 12-13 more hours of Hell, then I am free at last. Well I am REALLY free in 9 more days.