Mmbop.

Back at my bar.  It's nice to have a "safe zone." No matter what I'm going through, be it happiness, sadness, anger, bitterness, I can always come here and be around family.

Change can be a major motherfucker, even if it is for the better.  I'm starting to do more for myself since my breakup, and that's great I guess, even if the overall adjustment leaves me feeling lonely or sad or whatever it is I'm feeling right now.

Seriously though, what the fuck. Ugh.

Alright, that's as much as I'm going to whine about that here.  I'm emerging from this a stronger person, and I will be better for it. (self high-five)  I'll drink to that.