I wrote a big long blog post about feelings and stuff. And then accidentally deleted half of it. My bad.
Why is it when that happens I can never be bothered to write it again?
It was about the things that I have realised in the past few months. To summarise.
I hated my previous job and I don't want to be a scientist.
You can't change the past
The people who love me are awesome
I can be whatever the hell I want to be and I can do amazing things if I put my mind to it. The naysayers can go to hell. I can be awesome and I can't just sit around wishing I was as awesome as other people.
Amazing things may include: Going to Canada for 5 months (actually, there's no 'may' about this, I've booked my flights), studying design and possibly architecture, saying 'screw you' to anyone who thinks I can't or shouldn't.
That writing long blog posts about this kind of thing is cathartic.