In guilt and vitriol, in contempt for family and all that is good, I enable.
I enable to satiate my own desires. I enable to bridge the gap between what is fleeting and what is destroying.
My life is a farcical charade, never to be concerned with others, nor to be cognizant of their pain. Their thoughts and passions and wishes cannot pull me away from the love I have for myself.
I am Vlad the Enabler, and I enable to blur the truth.
I enable because it is just so goddamn easy.