Snoke said I had [...] Dad’s heart. He saw it as a weakness. With the perspective of here, I think it’s maybe - not that. I don’t know what I’ll do. I lost everything too though. I know it was my own doing but the last thing I remember is feeling so alone and I don’t want to be.
I want to be here. I want different things here. But I don’t think I can bury there either. I think I need to dig it up, and go through it. Intentionally. not because I want to but I think I need to or who I am here is always going to be a false construct.