Wednesday, January 23, 2013
I'm mad. And angry. And pissed. At someone. At everyone. At no one.
I'm happy. And grateful. And glad. For everything. For nothing. For something.
I'm mad I moved to Chicago for what feels like nothing.
I'm glad I came - I had my surgery and changed my life.
I'm angry because I have no one here, no support system.
I'm pissed because I changed my life and the people who didn't got left behind and that left me alone.
I'm glad I've grown as a person.
I'm happy I don't take any sh** from anyone.
I'm happy I don't have to depend on anyone.
I wish I didn't have to always be so strong.
Why doesn't sh** get handed to me like other people?
I'm proud of my accomplishments.
I like that I'm good with make-up, hair and clothes.
I wish I didn't have bad thoughts about others.
I wish people didn't do dumb sh** in order for me to have bad thoughts about them in the first place.
I wish my friends were closer.
I wish I could hug my Dad.
I love looking in the mirror and seeing a healthy me.
I'm happy being single.
I love my pups.
I like making lists and plans and following things thru.
I'm excited about my upcoming Florida vacation.
I hate having frenemies.
Im working on everything, on me.
I love myself.