I’m struck by all the positives in my life, on a regular basis. I have my Wife and family, enough money to get by on and afford some luxuries, but hey, I’m not especially materialistic. Achievements have come regularly this year, from those in work, to those at home – they’re all good.
However, here’s the dark core to it all… Deep down, sometimes I feel the anger, the burning heart of the combined years of abuse from the past – with the help of my Wife and friends, I was pulled away from. The source of all this abuse? The christian religions, and my sycophant ex-family – they really fucking screwed me over during my earlier years… I realised this gradually over time, however even today, after several years since I’ve laid sight on any of those vile fuckers, I have flashbacks; the darkness and burning heart of abuse is brought to the surface, and has an even starker meaning than before. Even my school years, now long past, have revealed themselves, in memory, to be full to the brim of abuse – targeting children… how fucking vile.
It’s odd though – there are those parties in my life, even now, some of whom were around during the dark years who have been shown to be false. Instead of helping during those years, they stood by and did nothing. You’d think it would be an easy call to get rid of them, but sadly not – life is simply more complex, with more factors than can be easily accounted for to make this a reality. Saying that though, these people will probably die within the next 10 years or so, scant comfort though.
Sometimes, when these realisations come to the surface of my intellect, I grasp onto my current life with an intensity which borders on a death-grip; of course nothing shows on the surface, but things happen, accomplishments happen, the unattainable is suddenly in reach, because I’m better, just fucking better than every fucking religious, abusing, cunt of a headcase on the fucking planet. It might seem that I’m fuelled by rage, but it would be a mistake to assume that. In the past it would have been true, but I’ve broken free, again, nothing can understate the role my Wife, current friends and family have in that; even if some of them are occasionally annoying 😉
The tag line on this article – Mother-fucking abusive religious cunts: I’ll out do you, I’ll out live you, I’m a better person, a better fucking human than any of you could ever be. If you see me, get out of my fucking way, because I’ll fucking destroy you, one way or the other.