I have decided that being angry isn't worth it. I was mad at my mom, myself, and everyone around me for everything. I will never forgive my mother for the things she's done and the damage she's caused, but I can at least not let it run my life. She was getting everything she wanted by destroying me, from the inside out. There are far too many things going on to be missing out on the few good things that come my way. I just got sick of feeling sorry for myself all the time. It was time to grow up.
I have to say, it's so amazing. It seems like it's brighter out, the days are longer, and I have a good time. Being so self destructive was killing me on the inside and killing any friendships I had. How is it that you can be so angry at one person and take it out on everyone else??
I feel I'm not defined by my anger anymore. Now if only I could stop being defined by my past...
