Today, I have done something I have never done before. I contemplated murder.

Two hours later I contemplated death.

Hate. I did not think I was capable of such a feeling.

For some odd reason, he has decided to appoint himself my mentor. He says my life is a sham and pathetic. That I have great potential and would be so much more, if I stopped trying to be someone I am not. He also had a few other choice words, but I cannot bring myself to repeat them.

I informed him that he did not have the right to just take over my life without my consent. Which earned me another lecture on my choice of friends and pastimes. He says he does not want to see me drink my life away in a tavern with Hotara. And I should stop trying to be a human.

My morning was spent being yelled at, pushed to the brink of exhaustion, and being pushed around by him. Never have I had someone I thought of as a acquaintance, raise a hand at me, but today seemed to be the day for many firsts.

Too bad I was unable to find a rock large enough to bash his head in. Escape was the only thing on my mind at that moment. I will have to watch my facial expressions more closely since I gave myself away looking for that rock. All it earned me was two crushed wrists.

Now here it is evening. I suppose I should be somewhat glad that he had enough thought to grab my packs. He made a bonfire and burned the majority of my dresses, saying I do not need them, they are just an excuse I use not to get my studies done. When I cried out and tried to take them from him, that just earned me another push to the ground and a lecture of my pathetic life that he is making sure I leave behind.

I must sleep. I am just rambling on and wasting paper.