I think I see it anons.

Prayer is real.

God is real.

Light is there. I'm so sorry. I see my anger, my temper. It comes from being afraid, i think. Living by the rule of darkness. I'm doing what I can to look deeper within. I know I must face darkness. To truly win, I have to acknowledge God. Whenever I do, the fear runs. It falls of me like dust.

I've been a fool.