That everything I have been doing in the past three years was my way of dealing with what Sir Williams did to me...
I have denied it, fought it, covered it, run away from it, faked it; but I have never accepted it.
I never faced the fact that I was really hurt, that I felt cheated and deceived; I thought I was too cool to get hurt.
This whole ZiKret turned out to be one huge mask for me. An attempt to convince the world that I was okay, and awesome, and strong, when I never was.
I have realized...
That after all the boyfriends and bullshits, I still love Sir Williams; and after all these years and tears, I still hate him and I'm still hurt by him.
I need to move on. Really move on.
Without masks and walls. With all the pain and truths.
I am calling out to the people who genuinely cares: my family and friends. I cannot do this alone, I need your help.
Three years has been too long. I'm ready to face this now.
