Ode to me
Hey. I do not know if I'm speaking to my little brother. I'd like to think of you as that, a vessel needing guidance. I say that not to condemn or criticize your sense of direction but as an acknowledgement of the scope which our vision has broadened. I see you now very clearly and I must apologize for all the neglect you're afforded. It's because you're a strong boy. Boys like you are often left to their own devices, call it a trial by fire. I wish I could be there for you sooner, but I owe my existence to your inability to quit and you persistence. You are currently crafting your self belief and it will soon be insurmountable. The road is often bleak for you but I'm here so that means you are doing something right. We often still suffer familiar problems, it's not all bad because the repeated exposure has made us immune to the burden. One must imagine Sisyphus enjoying his slow and taxing ascent. I get so angry at the world you face. Angry at all the thin...
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