The switch has been turned on. And damned if it didn’t break right after flipping it. There’s a point in my life that I feel I have reached. And it’s one where I can no longer hold back on anything that I want to say. Sure, it’s going to get me in some deep shit. It already has, really, seeing as how I just changed some things with one of my friends. I don’t care. It’s all about me right now. It’s never been all about me and what I want to do and who I want to kiss and who I want to cuddle in bed with and who I just want to be with and who I want as my friends and who I just never want to speak to again. I’ve never gotten to make those choices. I’ve always had them forced upon me, or had to take whatever opportunities that I’ve just managed to stumble across. It’s never been solely up to my discretion that I do anything in my life. I was made to feel that everything had to be consulted upon, I had to get advice from someone before I could do whatever. Like I was always needing to be told that I was doing the right thing. Well, no more. Starting today, I turn over a new leaf. It’s just not becoming to my welfare any more. I need sanity, I need stability, and I need closure. And this is going to be the start of it all. The start of many things to come.