Gotta tell ya, I've been having the best month of my life. Getting up in the morning is actually exciting lately and I feel as if I have too many ideas and not enough time. I've been smiling pretty much non-stop at every turn; I feel as though nothing can really get me down. Had a close call when I found out this girl I was interested in has started seeing someone, and a couple of times me head tried to trick me into feeling bad for myself, but, hell, I'm done beating myself up for every little thing. Feels great. Really really great.
First time in my life I've felt like this. It's so unnaturally exhilirating to actually enjoy it fully though - it seems the more I think about how lucky I am and how things are going really well for me, the more happy I get... but somehow that's a little scary for me. Almost like I have to ease myself into it. On some level I guess I still have work to do to improve my self-image, and I'm okay with that. Life is an art, and I want to be as good as it as I can be. After 26 years you'd think I'd be pretty good at it by now I suppose...
First time in my life I've felt like this. It's so unnaturally exhilirating to actually enjoy it fully though - it seems the more I think about how lucky I am and how things are going really well for me, the more happy I get... but somehow that's a little scary for me. Almost like I have to ease myself into it. On some level I guess I still have work to do to improve my self-image, and I'm okay with that. Life is an art, and I want to be as good as it as I can be. After 26 years you'd think I'd be pretty good at it by now I suppose...