It was very confusing to me. I wasn’t quite sure what was happeningto me. My life felt like an ongoing wash cycle in a full load of dark washlaundry. A never ending black hole that continuously had me spinning and losingconsciousness. A continuous vicious cycle that I couldn’t stop, no matter howloud I screamed or how long I would hold my breath. I would try to close myeyes hoping that when I opened them the memories of terrorization and painwould all evaporate into the air. When in actuality the pain still stood infront of me, on a continuous path leading to a monster. I would continue thatpath, fighting and destroying the evil that stood in my way. I would block thepain out and build a wall between me and my emotions. I had to, this was theonly way. And in the end when I got to the monster, I realized that the monsterat the end of the black hole wasn’t the monster depicted in the Disney moviesthat the prince would slay. This monster was me. I couldn’t slay myself. But I could staremyself right in the eye. And I did. At this moment I felt my soul leave mybody. I faced my greatest fear. I was no longer confused. I knew exactly whatwas happening. I was being freed of the pain. The black hole has ended.