I spend hours in the gym, and I can see Jason has questions. Normally I talk, but today I'm not. I don't want an opponent or someone to practice with. I need him, I need to finally be able to face him without being tied up.
No matter how hard I kick or hit, It doesn't burn the feelings and hate that radiates within me. He's ruining my life again, and there is only one way to stop it. I need to face him, until I have I need to make sure everyone hates me.
I go home after the gym, grateful that no one is in, grabbing my phone I go to work, but even Alexa can tell I can't concentrate and quickly sends me home. I don't though, home isn't somewhere I want to be.
Home is somewhere I need to face them and I can't face them, I can't face the reality I need to hurt them. Stopping the car I look
