Raven’s crime.

I don’t know who or what I am anymore. I have given up so much to the idea of being a good parent that I’ve become a parody of hypocrisy.
I catch myself pushing my child down a path I myself would have never walked. And it seems to be costing me I everything I have ever believed. I’m losing my faith in the ancient ways, my identity as a heathen, metal head, and as an anarchist. So that he might be a better person than me.
This is the only place that I can even write this without my fake friends and family responding with 12 step and Christian bullshit about trust and turning it over. They all have such blind trust in their useless god and corrupted government they could never see that the world isn’t made for people like me and have no interest in helping my son become who he needs to be, just crush him into the mold that has destroyed so many children. Sacrificed to normality.