Past Dreams
In retrospect, I've had many pivotal dreams where I've kept the toxic masculine archetypes in check.
The old man I shot in the head after he pursued a young girl at a fair.
Being chased by the fat man from MGS2 only for a chemist in a pharmacy stick him in the neck with a formula that made him explode in barbecue sauce.
The dream where a man broke in, held me down, and I slashed his throat with a bread knife.
It's symbolic in that I'm always fighting to be as genuine as I can.