At this point of my life, right now...
I am feeling fabulous. Probably won't make much sense to many, in fact it doesn't make much sense to me neither.
Even though,
Getting good sleep is a luxury.
My face is melting on me and physical attractiveness is minus infinity.
The only thing my body is absorbing is fats and toxins.
Started smoking again.
I haven't read a book in months.
I don't have many "friends" left.
My parents want to purchase a $15,000 dining table (because it's "on sale") whilst I have no money to spend and barely make the same amount in a year.
But presently,
My parents have been more supportive and loving than ever to each other - and to me, the often neglected and misery pit of a last child.
I have a man whom I can marry - if we ever do want to.
Miraculously, there seems to be energy to carry on and live free building up in me.
I work for a job that doesn't pay well but there's an incredible work culture.
Most of all, I have this irreplaceable feeling that for once in the longest time, everything's going to be fine. I'm going to meet a lot of amazing people and I'm going to have so many incredible experiences.