I am different. I’m not who I used to be. And I can’t figure out if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe it’s a part of growing up, or maybe it isn’t.
Change is essential for survival, it’s what keeps the human race going, adapting.
I guess what I hope to keep with me is that I want to be able to look back at how I used to be, I can be proud of who I am, and the things I did to get there, maybe high five my past self for hanging in there. I want to be able to look myself in the mirror and feel like I did well, and that the change was worth it.
I’ve got this. A handle on my life, I mean.
I’m not going to give up or break down or be too hard on myself. From this point on, I’m thinking positively. I’m going to build myself up.
Starting today, things change. Starting today, I’m going to become the opposite of a nobody.
P.S: I had a good day today (: I like making new friends. New, awesome, friends. Friends.