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I find myself in a very interesting position, denouncing the majority of things I have done and said over the past decade plus. Repentance I seek. Ignorance I held, an ignorance yet also a false sense of self derived through trauma. It's happened to the best of the species. John Forbes Nash, Jr. comes to mind. I wish to leave this alias I no longer use except here. I haven't done it and I don't see much point. My website, begun as a hobby blog and then turned into the ramblings of a nomadic nut still exists as a testament of a before-time now far past. I had learned much through it all

. I have been very reflective as of late, moreso than normal. I ate food that was formerly staples of my diet, gas station hamburgers in a plastic wrapper. My hobo food. I was running away from the horrors of my family, and I have finally succeeded. I am in a place to forgive them.

Soon, in but a matter of a few weeks, my final vows of self-improvement will expire. I have learned significant discipline through all these persuits. 1 year and 5 months of no-fap with Brahmacharya is certinally something not many men could say they've attempted, let alone succeeded in acomplishing. I am also the same length of time sober.

I chose to unfuck myself for I needed unfucking. I did this by living a life of a pious monk in a metropolis. I resisted temptation yet also learned later to relax. My God, how far have I come. How great is my life now.

My family no longer holds control over me, any mental distress from their torture has been alleviated, and I have reached where I should have been and far surpassed this. I am dependent on no one but myself. I am truly blessed.

Thank you, internet weirdos, for witnessing my story. I've been here since 2014, and by God how my life has had such tremendous ups and downs.

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