Somehow, I had thought shedding away all the things that I was clinging on to (but was clearly poisoning my life) would be painful, and drawn-out.
Surprisingly, everything turned out quite well. Even though I have far lesser "friends" now, I dare say I wholeheartedly trust the people I still mingle with.
It still gets lonely sometimes...... :(
Sometimes I wonder why people talk to me. I'm not good-looking, self-absorbed, cannot take jokes, easily provoked... sometimes I don't even feel like talking. Spare these good people from wasting their time on me...
Maybe someday I'll find a rainbow. Maybe.
