Lately I’ve felt as if my happiness was trying to get stomped all over. To a point, it did. I tried to take it back by indirectly posting about my freedoms and all that jazz, but it didn’t do anything for me emotionally.

In return, I’ve found myself feeling nauseous and groggy, and I’ve been making my actions and decisions based upon how a particular person wants me to feel, act, etc. My entire September was taken away because of an unofficial threat. My blog — my sanctuary — was taken from me indirectly; I felt as if I couldn’t continue doing what I do. I felt as if I still lived in that house and had to follow orders from someone who never respected me from the start. Respect is earned, right? Well, in that case, my respect must be earned first as well.

I couldn’t care less what people in my past think of me. People are in the past for a reason. My siblings that I’ve not seen in so long and I will have the ability to reconnect sometime in the future. I didn’t take them out of my life; they were pried from my life, and I really do think about them each day.

I’m not extremely happy, but I do have some days where I feel quite content and don’t hate myself too much.

This is my life. 6birds is my life and my story. I don’t respect the people who raised me. I’ll admit it, and I’ll admit it proudly, to whomever would like for me to. If someone would like to contact me and talk like adults about my blog, use the contact form.

I don’t give a fuck about the damn domain name. I let go of it for a reason.

Regarding 6birds: I needed to change themes! This one is merely temporary for now. It’s still blue and such, but it’s a bit more fun than the other, and I figured I needed something fun for a while. I’m also trying to figure out the categories and tags situation because I’m a bit annoyed with them at the moment. I’m reorganizing my blog, but I don’t really wish to completely close it for a long time.

The title is a play on Taking Back Sunday.