some pages turned, some bridges burned, but there were lessons learned.
you know what i've realized about myself?
i go into panic mode and overreact.
i think about all the bad things and they seem to just pile up and look so overwhelming...
life really isn't bad.
that guy?
he's out of my life, and i'm so happy.
sometimes i think about how i messed it all up and what could've been, but i know everything happens for a reason.
none of this was an accident.
yeah, he could've been a really good thing for me, but i know that good things end to make way for even better ones.
it's just hard to remember that sometimes when i'm feeling insecure and lonely.
i know my life is 12930821903821938102938129381290x better now than it was then.
and i also know that if he and i had gotten together, it would've fucked up a lot of good things that have happened in the time between.
and my looks and clothes?
i was just stressing out because school starts sooner than i had thought at first, and i was worried about getting school clothes.
everything's fine.
i'll be fine.
i worry about small things sometimes, and i forget the important things.
my family and friends love me.
i'm healthy. (a little overweight, mind you, but healthy.)
my family has enough money to keep a roof over my head, the electricity on, and buy things i need, and usually even want.
I AM SO LUCKY.
and when you look at all i have to be thankful for, none of that other stuff matters.
and i think those are the things i'm going to start focusing on.
family, friends, making memories.
the important things.
because guys come and go, and worrying about my clothes is stupid, because i know it will all turn out fine.
the things you can't fix or replace are losing precious time with your family and friends, and i never want to get to the point where i have to regret not spending enough time with someone.
peace...
i go into panic mode and overreact.
i think about all the bad things and they seem to just pile up and look so overwhelming...
life really isn't bad.
that guy?
he's out of my life, and i'm so happy.
sometimes i think about how i messed it all up and what could've been, but i know everything happens for a reason.
none of this was an accident.
yeah, he could've been a really good thing for me, but i know that good things end to make way for even better ones.
it's just hard to remember that sometimes when i'm feeling insecure and lonely.
i know my life is 12930821903821938102938129381290x better now than it was then.
and i also know that if he and i had gotten together, it would've fucked up a lot of good things that have happened in the time between.
and my looks and clothes?
i was just stressing out because school starts sooner than i had thought at first, and i was worried about getting school clothes.
everything's fine.
i'll be fine.
i worry about small things sometimes, and i forget the important things.
my family and friends love me.
i'm healthy. (a little overweight, mind you, but healthy.)
my family has enough money to keep a roof over my head, the electricity on, and buy things i need, and usually even want.
I AM SO LUCKY.
and when you look at all i have to be thankful for, none of that other stuff matters.
and i think those are the things i'm going to start focusing on.
family, friends, making memories.
the important things.
because guys come and go, and worrying about my clothes is stupid, because i know it will all turn out fine.
the things you can't fix or replace are losing precious time with your family and friends, and i never want to get to the point where i have to regret not spending enough time with someone.
peace...