February 2, 2011

I'm finding myself again. It's a new and wonderful experience. I'm discovering what I want to do, what I like, what I love. I'm excited for the future, it's going to be wonderful. I'm trying new things as long as I want to do them. I'm making decisions on my own, and thinking for myself. I'm going to become my own person, and stop trying to please everyone, because not everyone can be happy all at the same time. Sad, but true. And in the end, I'm stuck in my own head. At the end of the day, I'm hiding in my own thoughts and hopes. So it's time for me to not be afraid or sad or holding back anymore. I'm letting go and just finding myself. I wanna know what I like to do, what I want to do, what I want to do with my life. What kind of person I am, what kind of person I want to do. I'm excited. This is a new relief like nobody could believe. Not living my life for other people, is incredibly liberating! I started big, I got a monroe. The piercing. As in, above my top lip, on my left side. I like it. A lot. Other people seem to like it as well. My parents aren't too happy about it, but that's okay. They said they still loved me, and that makes me feel better. I know that I've disappointed my father, but in the end, he'll realize that I'm not his brother, I'm his daughter. I'm stronger than his brother, and wiser than his brother was when he was my age. Everything is going to be alright. I'm finally starting to live my life for me as well(: