Giving someone the same advice you give yourself.

I just wish I could be singing again. And not constantly feel like I'm leading my life in the wrong direction.

Finally readjusting and devoting my life to me. It can't be my job to try to make everyone happy except myself anymore. It's difficult. And it's lonely. But I'm getting used to the fact that I don't have to settle for less, or settle for someone who is doing nothing but hurting me. Not just with my boyfriends or lovers, but friends too. I just want to be happy, and stable. And strong so that I don't get taken advantage of anymore. But really. I'm at the point in my life where it's actually easy to block out the bullshit. Things that don't matter. Some of it, at least. I may or may not just doing a damn good job of hiding in my apartment, and looking as if I don't have a care in the world. The people that are currently in my life, are in my life for a reason. The people currently falling out of my life, or those who are no longer present in my life, that was for a reason too. It's sad sometimes, but I would've never learned better otherwise. Last friday I had my first alcoholic drink in about a month. That was pretty awesome. But I got wasted. And of course drank myself into the next day. But I haven't had a drink since! Also, low-and-behold, now that I'm the only smoker in my group of friends, I'm not broke before I get my next paycheck! But see what I mean? I don't have to make myself suffer because other people are suffering too. Tinkerbell helps so much.