This is my life. It always had been, and it always will me. There was a point that I kept running away from it, but I could never outrun my past. So now I’m living with it. I’m living with a past full of mistakes and danger. I guess I could’ve avoided everything if I’d kept running, but I stopped trying a long time ago. And it took me a long time to accept the fact that I could never get a normal job and a normal life. But in a way, I never wanted to be normal. I was used to danger and fighting for what I cared about. And that’s why I stopped running. I stopped running not because I couldn’t, but because I was so infatuated with what I did that I could never stop.