Okay. I decided to take a step back from the blah blah of the everyday and focus on something a little bit more...deep. As you can see from the title "When the Going get's tough." it's going to be about a harder part of life.
When humans have an issue or problem they generally find someone to talk to about it. To sit down and pour out their feelings, and have the other person give advice.
What if suddenly there was no one? No one to talk to? Or give advice? Or hold you while you cry? What IF no one could share your pain or help you through it. I'll tell you from personal experience that it sucks. Werewolves and Vampires the secret races, experience that just about everyday.
I remember when I first changed and went back home, my parent's were so mad because I'd been gone for a whole day. They yelled and screamed and when they asked for an explanation, i couldn't tell them. I couldn't tell them how terrified I was, I couldn't tell them how much pain i'd been in, how much it scared me, or how I wanted to die. They couldn't know that. So i took blow after blow, of their yelling and dealt with it.
One of my good friends, Eric, is a vampire. He told me that when he was bitten and made the change into a vamp, he had to leave his wife and children. Did he want to? No. Did he have to? Yes. He loved his wife and kids more than anything in the world and when his wife demanded to know why he was leaving he couldn't tell her it was because he'd changed into a vampire and that after he learned to control his blood lust he'd come back. If he did that she'd leave him and hate him. For her safety and sanity he left, telling her he didn't love her. It's been a hundred years since then, he saw his daughter Lena once riding in a car, she'd grown older and he hadn't.
The children of the dark (vampires, lycans, zombies) lose everything when they defy the laws of science. Homes, friends, family, everything. Don't take for granted all that you have. Because one day you'll be wondering where it went.
``Werewolf Moon``