milky666

Life has been so strange this year. For the first time in my life I'm starting to understand who I really am. I have priorities- they are not work, they are not people who go out of their way to exert a negative influence over me, and the excessive worry about things which had such a grip on me is starting to wither away.

And I can't even begin to convey to you how very liberating that is, but also how frightening that is for me.

I'm realising that life isn't packagable or predictable, that there are no guarantees that something that you thought would make you happy, will. I'm beginning to question why I even presupposed that certain things could/would/should make me happy. All I know is that we live and we die and there's a space in between that's clean for us. There is choice, and I just can't believe it.

What the hell to do now...