chride

When you get to thinking of leaving it all behind, you don't feel so much bad as you feel sad. I'm tired of feeling bad about myself. About my behaviors. About the way I feel when I'm alone. About getting older. About the way I look. Those few extra pounds and inches. It's all done now. It has been for a while. I know who I am, and it's becoming so much easier to be just that. I can smile and say the things I want and not be worried that people think me strange. I guess it's because I've accepted it. People put too much stock in caring what others think about them. Nothing stings, not even rejection. It's all so funny, really.

So go on then. Have at it. Have your fun, because the best thing about leaving it all behind is looking forward to what's in front of you.

Spiel over. Cheers.