No one understands the pain I endure on a daily basis. I don’t let it show. It’s not because I don’t want to show weakness. It’s because I’ve made my decisions, and there’s nothing to do but live with them and make the best out of the life I’ve made for myself. Sometimes you have to make yourself out to be a monster to make things easier. Sometimes you have to make the greatest sacrifice for the greater good. Superheroes live with pain and torment every day. I’m not saying I’m a superhero. I just know the cost of making the right decision, no matter how difficult. If I let it drag me into depression and alcoholism, it’s all in vain. I have more love in my seemingly hard heart than some people are aware of. I live with pain. I paid the price for the sake of others. This is why I write. This is why I paint. This is why I am the way I am. I hope someday it all works out, and those that need to, realize what I’ve done, and why.