Purpose of Belief.

 The belief that your purpose in life is dictated by a higher authority and not an innate function of your being opens the door for ambiguity beyond the strata of imagination.

Literary/Verbal Dichotomy.

 Observing the stark contrast between my literary compositions and my verbal vernacular, I see a vast chasm between scholarly eloquence and gross etymological abuses...My writing reads as if it should be inspected in specticals and spoken in Old English...contrarily my actual grammar is mostly pigeon/ebonics in a southern accent with an over-use of the word "Fuck" and various conjugations of it...I think I may be Bi-polar. 

Suppressed Memories

 Sometimes suppressed memories resurface when a behavioral pattern is recognized...Hindsight is 20/20...Only when pattern recognition kicks in do we recall red flags subliminally ignored in order to cope with the reality of the moment...Memories flood like a torrent...words, tones, body language and how they affected our emotions, it all comes to life in HD...It takes a moment of clarity to open this pandoras box of suppressed memories...a straw to break the camels back...When we realize we have been abused the depths of the abuse begin to unravel...Processing this information is vital to heal...Remembering things that we have forgotten for the sake of coping allows us to admit to ourselves that we have been victimized... Healing requires us to acknowledge our wounds...awareness is the first step in the path to healing...Often we are ashamed of our wounds to the point where we not only hide the scars from others but also ourselves...Taking personal responsibility for the ways that we may have been complicit in the abusive situation is imperative in order to move forward.