Making tough decisions.
Recently, I've made some pretty big decisions in my life. Most of which have been for the better, while others were for the sake of my mental health. Some, on the other hand, have been very hard for me.
I'm sure some see my recent actions as unexpected and disappointing, and that's their choice. Do I feel like anything I have done recently was wrong? No. It may have been harsh and uncalled for, but that's how I express myself when something has been festering inside of me for so long.
I've learned from past experiences that I cannot, and will never again, let people walk all over me. I've learned to stand up for myself and not let myself be pushed around. I've lost friends because of this, but it was the right thing to do, not only for myself, but for others as well.
I need to show people that I'm not a push over anymore. I've grown up. I'm not the same little twelve year old girl who let's "friends" talk down to her and forgive them the next day. That's not who I am anymore, and that's not someone I will ever go back to being.
Life has thrown me many obstacles lately that were difficult to overcome at first. From overwhelming amounts of school work to unreliable friends, I've faced all of them with a straight face.
I've gotten my act together, and am preparing myself for my future as a collegian. Hopefully I will be accepted into School for the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, which has recently become my dream school, because I no longer wish to stay in California. I want nothing to do with many of these so called "friends" I have in my life right now, and I'm counting the days until I don't have to see them ever again.
I'm moving on, and I can't be happier. Nothing can ruin my life at this point in time.