No more repression.

No more regression.

No more confessions.

I'm sick of all that shit.

I just want to grow from within outward.

I just want to blossom fully into me.

I'm sick of all that shit.

I'm sick of the pain.

I'm sick of the strain.

I'm sick of heartache and lingering regrets that pop up out of

 nowhere and bite me in the ass when I least expect the sonsofbitches! 

Fuck that shit!

Fuck it!

And all the anger that is tangled up and torn apart...Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you and don't be so shy. Let's take a moment to get to know one another from time to time...Time to Time...You and me. Let's go. I'll take you on. I'm not afraid. I know you hold some of my secrets. I know you've kept them safe and warm, kept me from greater harm. Thank you. But...stop hiding inside of me and come on out and let's see what we see, feel what we feel, and DEAL with it. You are powerful. You are mighty. You are not in vain. I would like to introduce you to my Love. I would like to introduce you to my Pain. I  would like to introduce you to my Courage. I would like to introduce you to my Humor. I'm sorry that I've so selfishly shunned you like a disfellowshipped Jehovah's Witness. I KNOW what THAT is like! It sucks. And you don't deserve it anymore than I deserve to be treated like shit by people who once called me friend, lover, sister, daughter, mother. So, come unto me...join with Us in this quest that is the rest of our life. We have so much to do and the second half of our lifetime to do it in. I welcome you, open myself to your expressions and insights and strengths...My Anger, my Friend....Come unto me and we shall both be freed...