The important thing to me is that I am happy. Good thing is, I really am happy. I haven't been this happy further back than I can remember. I feel great! Problem? Everyone is fucking freaking out. The things I stopped caring so much about are making my friends think I am completely falling apart. They are seeing me act totally carefree about things I was usually a little more uptight about and they think it's some sort of emotional instability. So, I have now had about six of my friends either say something totally snarky, or strait up sit me down and be like, "we know you are hurting but..." No seriously guys, I am great. What should matter most of all is that I am honestly happy and healthy. I am more so than I was in the last four years. I know I usually doo doo my pants over going out for happy hour instead of going to gymnastics for the 6th night in a row, or I usually want a deep and serious relationship with someone of the male gender, but now that I skipped gym for Celia's happy hour with the other 1st years and have been making commentary on the attractiveness of men it does not mean I am a partier that will fail out of school, or that I am looking desperately for another relationship. Shit, guys. Relax. It's making me exhausted.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Open up your plans and damn you're free.
It's really interesting. After I freed myself from this situation, I am definitely not the same person I was even before this. I guess I got so tired about caring all of the time. Now, I just stopped caring about some of the things I used to put so much conservative energy on.
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