I knew I would go down this road eventually. I've just created so many detours it's made going down this road that much harder. I feel the car wanting to give in each time I drive over a bump or through a deep hole. Jerking left and right trying to get around as much of the hard parts as possible. I want to drive off the road until I see that it's smooth. Doing that, I would only be creating another detour. I have to go through it.
I will no longer be a prisoner.
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