I'm feeling talkitive. Hence my second entry.
I'm in a good mood.
I had come to a very good realization.
I don't really care what other people think of me.
Like, really don't fucking care. I've been able to break out of my little bubble and really do my own thing regardless of what others may think.
I'm a goofball. I haven't been like that for a while. Wear what I want, say what I want, act how I want.
Live, Laugh and Love!
It's CRAZY.
And I think that a large part of new found sane-ness is due to that very thing. I no longer try to please everyone.
I dance to the beat of my own drum.
I am my own person. And really, I'm proud of me for this. I still of course have no idea who I am, but I'm not afraid to look.
Along with being me, I've also gotten better at taking responsibility for my actions.
People may act a certain way toward me, but all that matters is how I chose to react to them. And if I act poorly, no one else to blame but me.
I'm quite pleased.
This growing up thing isn't too bad. Scary as hell, but so very do-able.