You're either a passionate regular reader or you can relate to the Title I so clearly displayed.
For those of you have that have been reading my blog for some time, or even many years, you would know about my Operation Defrost.
Created by 4 other beautifully invented humans scattered across the nation from Christmas Island, Perth and New South Whales (honestly in a place that I cannot pronounce.)
After releasing my last video on the operation as requested by Headspace in South Australia, many members of the group asked to be removed for discretion purposes.
I guess that hurt a little. Like stepping on a dead bee as a kid.
One minute prancing, the next minute in confusion and pain.
That hasn't stopped my urges to continue this project till the day I die.
A few people may lose sight of why we started it in the first place but I still feel the struggles daily. My little sister.
You are mad at me now for the truths I felt I had to share with you.
No longer could I stand to be a suspect in a crime that I tried with all my energy to remove you from.
I tried with every inch of my body, with a psychic included, for you to be under my protection and authority but due me being unable to withhold my own child, it breaks my heart to not be able to save you from the future you haven't yet foreseen.
Sometimes not every one is on the same page in life as you. Your chapter 3 may be there chapter 12. Visa versa.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, sometimes you start one path to end up on another. That's okay. Sometimes the people that were there to support you in the beginning may not be those beside you at the finish line.
As my brother would say, as long as what you do has morals and contributes to making you a better person, not the person with the most.
Because as he said, being a good person is consistent. Not determined or defined by one action or one event.
To me, my brother is good man.
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