The Bursting of a Bubble

One week in Shanghai felt almost like a month away from here. I expected change would occur within me, but I didn't realize that I would have a newfound strength to make it happen when I returned. I'm tired of being a door mat and tired of being taken forgranted. I'm sick of riding the bus home in near tears because of how horribly sad and alone I feel on the inside. I no longer accept that this is the way my life should be nor should you have the power to make me feel the ways that I do.

I think this might be it but I seem to have become less of a person of my words. So, I won't hold myself to my bitterness and anger...because intense feelings don't last. I know who I am and I won't let the goodness that I have to give be ruined by those who don't know what it is to appreciate others.