I feel like I’m on the edge of a great precipice. A great change. It’ll probably one of the healthiest ones I’ll ever make for myself and I’m sure I’ll never go back. I’m becoming more and more stingy with my time and more selective about who I give attention and power to. I’m not where I would like to be with that quite yet, but I’m closer than ever before.
I can’t wait to leave this place literally and metaphorically and I know I’ll never be back. I’m starting not to care about connections others didn’t care to foster with me. It doesn’t matter. I matter. And if others aren’t capable of the depth of connection I want and deserve (in any capacity, friendship or otherwise), then there’s no point in my feeling left out. It’s not what I need.