So my imagination has played tricks on me to make me think that I have been making progress. WRONG! I have just been covering it up and avoiding the subject. I need to grow up.
I have been depressed, miserable, heartbroken, confused, angry, and impatient. But in order for my life to get back to the way I want it. I have to actually change instead of bull shitting about it.
I want to be happy with myself so therefore I need to mature and figure out what the fuck I am going to do with myself.
Everything will fall in to place over time.
I just need to give it time and actually attempt to make things work.
Tonight sitting by myself in my room made me realize a lot of shit.
I have to clear the slate and fix my wrongs.
To turn them in to rights.
Maturity is key.
