frustration

I try really hard to look on the bright side of things. Obviously, I get down sometimes...but then again, who doesn't? The one thing I can't find the bright side of , ever, is when I am completely, 100% looked over. And I wish I could be more specific, but I can't. And it happens every time. Every single time. I'm done. I'm done trying to fit in. Done stressing about it. Trying to please, be accepted and included. It's me or them and it will be me. I'm not going to lose myself wondering what I've done wrong. I'm done. My happiness is not contingent on their acceptance of me. I am of worth. I am a fun person. Heck, I would be my friend :) So here it is. My stand.

I am in control of my happiness, my fun and my joy.