This writing journey has been amazing. These words kept me sane for years on end while I was stuck in a living hell. I finally found the other side of that abyss and walked free from that hell. For 3 years I have been struggling to refind the person I hid in all these words …
Except she no longer exists. I buried her in the words of the entries, she remains immortal, never forgotten, least her struggle have not been worth while.
It is time to move. Time to leave these beautiful fields, to let them grow or die or do whatever it is that is due to become them. Here they shall stay, but this story is finished.
May your dark always have a light, in the endless long night.
MJ
Fields Of Red 