Say nothing, act casual.

Somehow, I recently became the fucking stable one in my life. Everyone around me is crumbling, under the stress of their own emotional issues. And I am about to do the same, from watching all the destruction around me.  I have time, though, before I do, so perhaps I can manage to hold it together without too much damage. 

I had also decided that I am closed for business. Relationships are a foreign language to me, and I have always said, “Anything worth doing is worth doing right” and by said logic, if I am doing it wrong, it’s probably wise to simply stop. So, I am currently on a quest to experience as much as I can in every other way. New people, new experiences, fuck it, I’ll try anything at this point. I am blowing my heart and mind open to as much as possible (except dating). I accept that I will hurt a little along the way, but fuck it. My life has been far too stable this summer, and almost every new person and new experience has brought me something valuable. So I’m going to keep fucking going. 

I’m taking back my life. Taking control of what I do and how I feel. I refuse to allow someone the control to make me feel badly.