Done

I'm done with a lot of things now. First, I'm done whining and complaining about relationships and liars, and loser men. I've written it all off. No more complaining and whining. I am a smart, interesting, attractive woman, and I shouldn't be wasting my time whining about the things in my life that aren't perfect. Nothing in life is perfect anyway. I've made some bad choices, particularly with men. And I knew I was making mistakes as I made them, but those are the choices I made. Nobody else made these decisions for me, I was not forced to do anything at gunpoint. I am responsible for my life choices, and the direction that I have gone in.

And while I regret hurting friends, former friends, roommates, and most of all my family, I accept that without having made those choices I wouldn't be where I am today, or the person I am today. A person who has survived a lot, and come through stronger and more independent (in some ways). I am a wiser person, with a plethora of material about which to write, a person who landed herself a job that she loves more than any job she has ever worked in her life...who actually feels like her work is something worthwhile. Who should be happy instead of whining about trite and silly things. I survived a lot, and I will survive what is to come. I may be an extremely emotional creature whose heart is far too big and who cares too much about people, whether they deserve it or not, but I am strong enough to bounce back from anything that life throws my way. I am strong because I have family and friends who support me, who are there for me every time I stumble and fall on my face in life. Who have always taken me in, helped me to heal my open wounds, and stood me back up on my feet. I could not survive without them. And I will always be grateful and indebted to them. They are my world.