Sometimes for the worst, but lately its been for the best.
What I don't understand is why people can't accept this? Why must I continue to be the person I was several years ago, after all that I have been through and am dealing with? I am preparing for a baby, to become a first time mom... I am in no way, shape or form anything like I was a few years ago. I don't laugh at the same jokes, I don't make the same choices.. I have trouble understanding the people who expect me to still be the same. I've had to grow up, change my life, and make choices based on the best interests of my family, not just myself.
I find it hard to comprehend why people think it is best to stay stuck in the past. I don't like who I was five years ago. I was immature and making stupid decisions. Over the past several years I have learned a lot about myself, and built a strong relationship with the man I plan on spending my life with. We are expecting a little princess in a few months, and this has just caused even more change and responsibility in my life. I would die if my little girl grew up and acted like I did when I was a teenager. I have a whole new perspective on life, and I'm tired of the people from my past not realizing this.
Just because you are still stuck in the drama, and you haven't done anything to better yourself or your life doesn't mean that I want to be dragged down with you. Every time there is drama or something stupid going on I don't need to hear about it. I don't feel like I'm better then these people, but I am definitely better off. I have struggled and worked hard to get where I am, I have my own car, a house, and my own family. I no longer live with my parents, or depend on someone else for my food, money or anything. I have grown up, moved on, and I wish people could see that this is what is best for me.
I am no longer the party girl, I don't care about drama, and I don't have time to help mend petty fights. I am an adult, I have a child on the way, and my life revolves around this little girl inside of me.
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