I feel more okay with who I am now- sure, there are still a million things I could list that I wish I could change. But, I’m becoming more comfortable with my thoughts and my emotions. I am beginning to grow used to the fact that I will get fucked over and screwed, and people will put me down and leave me there. But I’ve also grown used to the fact that I’ll have friends who will always be there- maybe not physically, but in my heart and mind, always, and that when people put me down there will be one to pull me right back up. Now I know this is full of too many cliches to count, but this is the only way I can think of explaining it. I am becoming stronger. I am beginning to learn how to fend for myself, and to not let people take over my emotions, at least not the wrong people.
I feel (somewhat) okay.
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