I feel like I have changed so much but at the same time not at all.
I feel the same as I always have. There is nothing different about me
at least... that is what I think when I am alone.
Then I spend time with someone I have not seen in a while and I realize how much I have changed, and them also.
I have a friend whom I love dearly, but we have grown apart and she has changed, so much. And in more ways than one.
I feel like we have taken opposite paths and somehow, I have taken the "better" one.
for some reason, when I look at my tree of friends, I am always at the bottom looking up, never at the top, never in the middle. Always at the bottom, but content to see my friends rise.
but recently, I have realized I am progressing also. I have things I want. I have things I can do to make myself become a better person.
And so I have. I have slowly worked my way to a place that I feel comfortable and proud of myself.
for the first time in a while... I love my life. :D
