I got past it all, and now feel very little. My resolve was strong but slowly it was breaking. I cracked under pressure and having to be perfect, but that's who I am. I am Mister perfect. This is always enforced as when I mess up I will be sure to hear it. One mistake and I'm quickly disowned. I have no other choice as it is my mission, but after awhile you get sad when no one wants to listen. He has no fear, feelings or stress. He will fix everything but what about when he needs a hand. I broke over something so tiny. Something as worthless as stupid emotions. Feeling stupid I could not keep a cool head. Guess I'm a disgrace in the end. Deserve to be forgotten by all family and friends. At least I can say I'm finally free to live or die as I see fit. Am I happy in the end. I truly do not know anymore.