I was just looking through some old journals, some old entries, and some old blogs. And I read the one I put up at the end of December, wishing for a new start... talking about how I’ve had something missing. How I’ve been feeling... lost. How I was so depressed that I couldn’t see straight after a while; I hated being at home for that time of year, I wanted to just shut myself up in my room, get online, and be obsessed with my internet relationships. I spent a lot of time crying, at Rose’s apartment, just breathing.

Well, I have gotten the change I have asked for.

I don’t really want to go into details right now, because I don’t feel like ranting for hours and hours through words on Myspace lol. But I am really happy; I feel more complete within myself. And I approve of that, even if nobody else does in my family. I feel like it’s okay for me to breathe, okay for me to believe what I want to believe, and not have to worry so much about my family freaking out on me.

Even if they do... which, actually, I KNOW they will when I walk into my house tomorrow for the first time in this new self that I am, I am prepared. I can really appreciate what I have now, better than I ever have before.

I am..... well. I feel loved. And I’m in love.
Life es bueno.
Amber