Your only problem is that you talk too much. Shut up. Don't ever let them see you bleed and keep trailing the track. No one is soberan of your soul, only you. You decide your way and you are not obligated to share it. Those who follow, do, those who don't, don't, those you carry are yours to carry by your choice, those you don't carry, you can leave them to their fate. Now, if you choose to follow, or be carried, that's on you. You didn't even needed to come here explaining whatever. You just had to walk your path. What are you looking for? A farewell? A celebration? A pity walk and a tap on your shoulder? A reason to change your mind? You have to be strong. You either be, or not to be, and that's always been the question. In the middle of the fight, you choose to eat the steak and be put back? No Sir. It doesn't happen that way. You move in the shadows , carrying the light, you don't parade in the light, avoiding the shadows. In the end, it's your life, you'll learn it either way or you don't learn it at all, becoming one more habitant of the City of the lost emperors, where you roll a dice and any number gives place to an exciting theory and you keep forgetting where you came from and where you need to go, distracted by shiny objects. Take control.