How can so much have changed? Who was I less than 4 months ago....
How can so much shit have happened in such a small portion of my entire life? How can all my friends/family problems have become a part of who I am? I am still me, but I am more me than ever. I was set for a simple life & I tore it all apart because it was wrong. I was given the tools to do something so much more. I only just realized this. Looking back @ old posts about how someone could take over my life, one with who no longer makes any of my decisions, or has any say in what I do, like or who I am because he is absent. The other, my dad, who respects me as an independent person now, and my work, can't stop me from doing what I want anymore. I want to be somewhere, I go. I want to do something, I do it. I stopped asking questions of myself because there wasn't anyone to answer to. This is how shit was always supposed to be.