I have gotten to a point where I'm finally not angry any more. Anger takes up so much energy that by the end of the day I'm so exhausted. Anger doesn't always solve the problem at hand. Anger, anger, anger. I have been plagued by this emotion for what feels like my whole life. I want to let it go, I want to let it fly away.
I'm getting there. I'm feeling lighter with each day, I can feel the weights being lifted off of my shoulders. I'm no longer holding the weight of the whole world in my hand, I'm holding the weight of my world.

Over spring break I was flown out to Santa Barbara, CA by my grandparents. They have a beautiful house on the top of a big hill that overlooks the ocean. I had nothing on my agenda for a whole week other than laying in the sun. I was finally able to finish a book that I started reading at the beginning of last summer. I could never get around to it because of my large workload for school.

I was also ecstatic to visit the beach. I grew up five minutes away from one, so being in Kalamazoo has made me long for the water. I forgot how calming it is when you stop just long enough to listen to the pulse of the ocean. 

 This break has done wonders for me. I feel like I've hit a reset button. My motivation is back, I am fully rested, and all my stress is gone. I was able to let all my toxic emotions burn right through my pores under the hot sun of California.

I feel so much more capable of handing the tasks in front of me now. Jamie, the friend who stole all my money, currently has a warrant out for her arrest and I am waiting idly by to get my money back. For the time being, my grandparents are helping me out and I am going to pay them back when I get payed back. For now, I'm not going to stress about things that I can't control and I'm just going to focus on what's in front of me and tackle everything day by day.