All I’ve been thinking about for the last hour or so is how my grandparents were married for 52 years. How fucking cool is that to be married to your best friend for that long? Grow old together. See the world together. See your family grow together. Like wow. I want that so bad… You all have no idea.

I refuse to let somebody else’s shitty behavior change me fundamentally. So because you treat me like shit, I’m not going to become bitter and twisted. I’m going to remain the person I am, with the values and beliefs that I had, and let you deal with your shit.