Also, Molly. And for more or less the same reason. I spent far to long trying to live a life that wasn't mine. I got the "real job", quit dying my hair, didn't get that tattoo that I'd planned for years etc. because I was supposed to "grow up" and stop being who I was if I wanted to have any sort of success in life.

Well, I did everything "right" and life just decided to absolutely kick my ass anyway. Without going into too much detail: I lost fucking EVERYTHING. I followed all the rules, and I still lost. If I had known that would happen, I would have lived my life my way from the beginning and that's what I'm doing now. I'm living my life the way I want to, and if you have a problem with that frankly, I really don't give a shit. Hate my hair? Cool. Think my tattoos will keep me from getting a job? That's fine. Judge me all you like. I'm the one who has to live in my life and I'm not hating it because it's not up to your standards.

I'm still trying to be a good person and everything, but I'm done with trying to be someone I'm not. I've lost a lot of people in my life because of it, but I've never been happier.