one: you're at college now, far from your parents house, and they don't control you anymore, and you grin at the because it took five years to be free and dammit it's so worth it.
two: they taught you good and evil, right and wrong, polarization and gaslighting and suffocation and gods-i-can't-do-this-anymore. but what they didn't teach you: when you get free, move out, break the rules, there's a rightness to that they never let you have.
three: when you dye your hair, cut it all off, wear only black lipstick and eyeliner, buy a leather jacket, rebel in any way you can, you free yourself in a fundamental way‒you're becoming you again.
four: sunday isn't holy anymore. you don't have to go to church and worship a god you don't believe in, who doesn't deserve to be worshiped in the first place. you don't have to pretend, you can sleep in and rest and finally take that deep breath you could never take on sunday.
-PICK A FREEDOM
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