How stupid and selfish situations become when no one cares to listen or try to understand. When you only hear what you tell yourself you'll get nothing but anger and pain. Misunderstandings and stupid grudges. *sigh* In the classic word of anger spite and childishness, "Whatever". Tommorow I'll have a to confront my past. I could avoid it it, make plans, but I want to get it over with. My real past. The oldest of the old. My worse half. I don't think he's going to take this well. *shrug* Not much I can do about it though. I'm moving away and he'll have to deal with it. I'll tell him to look for some nice girl who can keep him out of trouble and love him for who he is, and IF I think she can deal with it, Hope will go to her. Its how it should be. Hope needs to be with him and he needs to let me go. I'm getting kind of excited. I'll be looking for my new home in a few days. My home. Mine. A place I get to pick and pay for and share with someone I trust. I'll have a room that's really and truely MINE. My own space. And when I do I'll be on my own. Taking care of myself and controlling my life. I'll be getting away from all this crap that's been piling up for the last thirteen or fourteen years. Away from all these memories. I'll be getting an almost completely fresh start. Yes, I'll still come back here and see my family and old friends, but it'll be on my time when I want to. I don't have to be here if I choose not to. That feels so... exhiliarating. I can't wait.