I love my life right now.  That might be a little frakked up, but, frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.  I get up and I go to school.  I run.  I do yoga.  I read books, watch movies, talk to whoever I want to on the phone.  I sleep in someone's basement.  I talk with my wonderful friend who tells me I am not crazy and that this is just the way abusers act.  I teach her how to make mojitos and we sit an talk for hours on her balcony with the perfect view.  I garden and go for walks and drinks with this wonderful guy who makes me think that I am something special and encourages me to be the best and most fulfilled version of me.  I am not afraid of the people I hang out with. I don't have to be around someone who cuts me down.  Or who I am afraid will hurt me.