Chapter 29

I need to stop. I need to stop telling people about all of the tiny tragedies of my life. I'm being dramatic. Because all of these things are happening to me, I think that they are worse than they really are. The same thing happens every time I tell people. I speak the words, then they look at me differently. They look at me as if I'm some small, defenseless, pity-able, little girl-which I am not for the record. People constantly pity me over nothing. I need to stop. Those things-those tiny tragedies-they don't define who I am. They are part of my past but they don't affect my life now. I'm allowing them to define who I am- and that of all things must stop. I will never lead a calm and happy life if I continue to let those things own me. Bad things might have happened, but that's just it, they happened! As in past tense. I truly believe that if I simply let all of those layers fall away than I will be so much more relaxed. So I have decided to stop. I have decided to stop complicating things. I have decided to breathe.

Chapter 28

While I was out getting coffee with Daniela, I ran into Steve while he was on a date. It was so awkward that I burst out laughing. But I realized that I truly am okay. The only think that stuck me about that situation was the irony. So I'm glad it happened, because it was confirmation that I'm over it.