After being set free, I swore I was done with the streets-no selling drugs, no more violence.
I was running from my past like my life depended on it. But no matter how far I got, the ones I loved were still trapped in the same cycle.
Just when peace started to feel real, chaos came knocking again.
Dating turned into a war zone.
Friendships shifted.
And me? I was stuck in the middle, trying to stay clean in a world that kept getting dirty.