February 21, 2010

My wolf powers are gone. That simple. My life was saved by my friends, but the tradeoff was my powers. How I feel so vulnerable and weak right now. I am human again. Might be great to some, but to me, it is a loss. These powers gave me something. It let me defend others and protect them. But the curse of it was that demon wolf spirit. It was one step ahead, and I couldn't beat it. Why, oh why. I felt powerless back in the past, and I feel powerless once again.

Back then, in school, I was always bullied because I was smarter than everyone else. It was a tough time in my life. Teachers would punish them, but they'd come back for more. I was the teacher's pet, the cry baby, the nerd, the geek, the bookworm, the most disliked guy in school. I had few friends in school and they were great, but I don't remember them protecting me. Today, I don't even remember any times in primary school once I graduated. I only remember being bullied and being powerless to them.

High school was better. No one bullied me and I was respected, but I was usually to myself and didn't trust many people. I liked my time there, but it wasn't all happy and dandy. Same for college. Respected, to myself, and little trust. Oh yea. And powerless.

Merriam-Webster's Dictionary definition for powerless:

devoid of strength or resources, lacking the authority or capacity to act.

My definition for powerless:

Not being able to defend myself from anyone and using my powers to defend others.