The day finally arrived. I was going to be attending John Marshall Law School in Atlanta. This was one of the proudest moments of my father’s life. He was absolutely thrilled, that his only child, a daughter had been accepted. Thismade my father very happy and he just thought it was so poetic, that I would soon be a member of such an elite group as he was. After all, my father Jackson Martin had been an alumni of John Marshall Law School and maintained a perfect 4.0 gpa and had been one of the top in his class. He always wanted to keep his legacy going and now all eyes were onme. I was excited in being able to finally start at John Marshall so that I could finally have my freedom or so I thought. You see my father did not like the fact that I had chosen to live with my boyfriend Dante Caryle. He was furious andalways had his reservations about our relationship. To say that my father and I were at a crossroads is an understatement. I for the life of me just did not understand, his way of thinking. I mean I love my father but his constant put down of my own relationship, began to play a number on me.“ This dark path I walk alone… always in torture because of the reminders of the past”. “Will I ever be able to break the chains”?