I'm not the person I thought I was. Not the monster I tried so hard to portray. I just didn't know there was another way, that I didn't have to pretend. Pretending I was a wolf but never was capable to have the heart of one.

I'm weighted down with guilt and shame. I haven't confided in anyone yet, nor my higher power for what I've done. Can't seem to figure out what's keeping me restrained.