Bless me Mother-

“Bless me Mother-”

“Where the fuck have you been? I thought you been killed or even worse!”

“Are you quoting Jeff Foxworthy to me?”

“If you want my blessing, you better start talking.”

“Bless me Mother for I am not doing good.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I have a job that I like and treat me fair. Last Sunday was a shit show but it was still better then that other fucking place. I have a new car now. It’s from this millennium so it’s all new and shiny to me. And I have a partner that sees me as a whole person.”

“You got your dreams Baby Opossum. You need to reach for the next level.”

“This is almost like when I moved into the basement. I thought with space I would be free from my depression. No, moved that with me.

“So now that I have the better things, car, job, partner, why do I feel so down?”

“You’re not use to being happy. You were starting to feel that last year but you had that sword over year head. That sword is gone. All the things that were holding you back are gone now. You are free.”

“Am I just not moving forward out of fear?”

“Could be.”

“Plus, if that other thing happens…”

“You’ll be living your life like a bitch about to get accused of witchcraft in Salem?"

“I won?”

“Baby, you are winning. Get out there and cut a motherfucker down.”

“Thank you Mother.”