I have never been happier. Seriously.

A couple days ago, I had some random dream that was dominated with friends from high school. I woke up and it made me think all day about high school and what a struggle it was for me. The farther I get away from it, the more clearly I can see the depth of the depression I struggled with. I’m fairly certain that I cried every day. I wasn’t bullied or friendless, I was just extremely out of place. 

I am now horrified at how much time I spent trying to be someone I wasn’t. Party girl, daredevil, best friend, genius, christian girl, skinny, athletic, life of the party, down to party, carefree, happy etc. I was not any of those things. There was so much confusion. It was this. Only not as funny.

The point is this: I am happy now. SO happy. So comfortable with who I am and wouldn’t dream of bothering to be friends with the kinds of people I was friends with in high school. 

I can’t even remember the last time I cried. (Wellllll… it might have been The Help. Or cute engagement stories. But the point is that I don’t cry because I am sad because I’m not sad anymore!)