| Nothing But Me

𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄 

This was my life. This was my fate. I was nothing without a master. And for a long time, I struggled to accept my fate. So many nights I spent crying until I would pass out from exhaustion. The pain I felt on the inside was far worse than the physical pain I endured. The pain of losing my individuality, of giving up the independent, strong-willed me that had been ingrained into me by my father before his murder.