freedomfighter26

Finally realizing when it's time to cut your losses and part ways with life long friends is a bitch. It has to be done sometimes as a form of self preservation. The pain of carrying the burden that goes along with being the only one who gives a shit is pretty great indeed. You wake up one morning and you realize you've been a dumbass for holding on to something that isn't even there anyways. Perhaps it was just fate...perhaps it was something more sinister. Can't help but feel I was quarantined...and now my disease free body will never be let back in. That's cool,though...no, really. FTW!

I'm just so tired of it. Like that Taking Back Sunday song..."So sick So sick of being tired and oh so tired of being sick," Actually feel healthier than I have in a very long time. I have a very active social life again! Work is going great! I wouldn't say that I am ecstatically happy but I am however pretty damn decent and content. And it's for these reasons I don't need this shit bringing me down..........yet it is