The feeling of realizing you are changing for the better is such a relief. These past 3 months have definitely been a mental recovery for me. I can’t imagine going back to the life I was living, and to the life I thought I would always live. I feel as I my life was beginning to spiral down. Poor decisions, and rumors haunted my well being. It all left me feeling alone. I’m just happy to finally figure out who I am. The me before I got caught up in some “high school tragedy.” The real me. Not the person that was struggling to fit in a crowd that didn’t want me. Not the person that felt the need to compare herself to others. Not the person that felt obligated to make others happy while making their own life miserable. In no ways does this make me selfish, it makes me aware of the people I should spend my life with. I understand that some feel the need to bring others down in order to give themselves a mental boost. Before, I was naive to the cliche beings (two faced, backstabbers, liars, cheaters, gossipers, etc.) I knew they existed, but never did I think that they could possibly affect my life. Simple mistakes can get the best of us. Such is life.
My decisions may not make others happy but they make me happy. I shouldn’t have to worry about what others think. If some people truly cared, they would actually put forth the effort. When in doubt don’t. If you’re in a situation for a long time that makes you questions things, get out of it. You’ll regret delaying it for so long. It’s crazy how the distance between an end and a new beginning can be so short.