Everything that’s wrong between a person and I always turns out to be my fault. I am currently determined to go on pure isolation until I’m so broke or have found the reason why I’m a shitty friend. This week, I’m going to look at apartments just for myself and hopefully sign a lease shortly after. I shake off some “friends” that I have, when truly they are more of an acquaintance. But hey, that’s college for you. Once I’m settled again by this winter break, I’ll be more healthy and happy with myself, with my life, and where I’m headed. My job isn’t to please people, so I’m finished with that. I’m not going to be Mr. Nice Guy anymore.
Wow. Feels good. Good job, Peter. You need to do this more often.