The beautiful thing of letting go is finally being able to see what else is out there in the world. My life might not be perfect, but i’m damn well greatful. I met a friend that might stay with me for the rest of my life. Even though my grades aren’t the best, i’m going to strive for better. My family will always be my support system when i don’t see it…Things just all of a sudden became beautiful to me again. Even though i had a phase of hate & gloom, it’s the past and left behind. I learned not to care as much and just to let go. Slowly good things are happening to me again. I can’t be anymore grateful for that. I could care less of what people think of me. I’m finally happy with myself.