At different times in our lives, we realize that we have to put ourselves first. That certain activities, people, actions aren’t healthy for us and that by continuing to include these things in our lives is, in essence, sacrificing what is in our best interest. These decisions don’t come lightly – they’re often times some of the hardest choices we ever have to make. And yet they’re needed, they’re a literal necessity, because should we continue down the current path we’ll never end up where we’re "supposed" to be, a path that I’ve already acknowledged is out of my hands to begin with.
Call it defriending, call it breaking up, call it what you will, but I wasn’t kidding.
I needed that. And I’m very much there right now.
Why is the “wrong” so damn fun?