chrystiww

I finally feel like myself. I don't know what that means exactly, other than after 27 years I finally like the skin I'm in and don't mind being in my own brain. Things are no less screwed up than before, not by a long shot, but I've finally given up the idea of changing the impossible. I take care of my kids, my friends, my family and of course myself, I'll never give up on those things of course. But the ones who are always looking in from the outside trying to pick apart what they could do better, it's you assholes I've left behind. I made a choice a while ago to be happy, which even to me sounds a little cheesy, but once I learned to let go of all the bs that I was letting cloud my goals, I realized that I can make that choice.