I find myself shutting out negative people who chose to screw up their own lives and later blame their own fate for it.  And just so you know, at that time I worked hard at being dependable, responsible and looking like I had it together even when all I felt was I was going to crumble and die inside.  Even then, I have never thought of myself as a worthless junk or a total shit, nor have I truly blamed fate for ‘having its way of wrecking my life’, and I will never think of myself that way because as much as I know that good things don’t happen to good people all the time, I believe good things will happen to me eventually if I 1) let them  2) make them happen and 3) believe in them.

And I know it’s true because it’s happening.

That’s all.