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I was never good at the things you would expect. No English or Maths, nothing simply or even slightly pleasingly academic.
Childhood habits die hard, and worse than that, they're always there. Mine died a long time ago. Sometimes I believe that they’re stuck where I left them, almost unable to escape. Yet somehow, I’m sure they haunt me. Rarely do I blame them for leaving my body, I left them. Nothing else went the other way. Just drifting round the past, the fog, and the things I hope I’ll never know.
I should never have left.
Things were right, why did I have to change them? Not that I had a choice – I was trying to stop them, not cause them to happen.
People say you don't realise what you have until it's not there anymore, yet that's never been strictly true. I always knew, seeing it every day, I was made to, but not once would I accept it. That's the problem. Along with the things you can't have, the broken dreams of hundreds, thousands.
Who really decides what happens? The wars, the conflicts... the playground squabbles or army forces.
Me? No I’ve tried that before – opposite happened.
My parents?
No, not them either, I couldn’t shift the blame this time.
The distant past isn't to blame for where I am now, where I have been nor where I shall go. Life could not be a blame game by nature. It's a test. It might not be fair in every second, but in every lifetime. Getting out, what you put in.
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