Jul 30, 2006 01:56
Sometimes I am glad to get out of the house and go not-dance at some dance party. I am happy to get bribed into not caring about some dumb bitch from somewhere who my ex-boyfriend fucked around with less than a month after we broke up largely for "moral reasons." I am happy to go a couple hundred miles away tomorrow and sit and think with little other than a few books and a bathing suit. I am happy when some people don't care enough to call.
I don't need to take any shit anymore. I can do anything. Absolutely anything. I am free of everything except my own expectations for myself. If people care, then they'll be a part of my life if they choose. This is because I am a good friend and a good person, and I am never going to think less of myself ever again. I am not a bitch. I am smart. I take on mental illness every day with nothing but my bare hands, my faith, and my love. I am capable. I love people and I love God. I don't and will never care for others out of guilt or any sort of self-serving design. I am free. I am free, and if this is egotism, then so be it.
That's all.
In Wisconsin until Thursday.