Life is so weird. Being a human is so weird.
We don’t ask to be here. It just happens upon us. There is no control. We have no control.
Why waste energy on shit that is so far beyond us?
So I am letting go. I am stopping this whole control thing. Guess what? I am tired of trying to be politically correct and do what others want. Whatever my life is supposed to turn out like is going to happen, regardless of what I do. Call it faith, call it defeat, call it exhaustion: I am shedding my old self. I am going to “rebrand.” I am going to do whatever I want to do.
Pardon my french, but fuck everyone.
Maybe I have cracked, but maybe I needed this.
It is time to be selfish. It is time to be 21. It is time to be alive.
Call it Hannah 2.0.