I have achieved quite a lot in my life. I have been praised for my work, for my dedication, for my talent. I recieved countless awards, earned privileges that seperate me from the pack and I have gained the respect of many. I came so far, because I decided on a path and went for it, no matter how many walls I had to tear down to get there. I was on my way and nothing could stop me...
But as always, nothing comes without a price. The alienation of my flesh and blood is what I was forced to pay. He views my success as his failure. He belittles himself because I grew taller than he did. He resents me and he makes me feel like I don't deserve all the things that happened, even though we both know I worked harder than he ever will...
We can either accept these sacrifices or we can try to fight it and have it all. I'm tired of fighting. Especially for things I never really cared about in the first place. He played his role and now I must play mine. I chose it long ago and I'm going to stick with it. There's a good chance that I'm going to regret what I'm about to do. Luckily I'm strong enough to simply not give a damn...
