I can breathe again.

I realize...
I realize that I've always lived for someone else.
I realize that no company is better than bad company.
I realize that sitting at home on a Saturday night leaves me refreshed.
I realize that the people that call me just to check on me are the ones that will always be there.
I realize that its ok to cry, but it doesn't make me feel better.
I realize that life moves on in mysterious ways.
I realize that when one door closes, more doors open than you expected.
I realize that you don't have to go into each door that opens. You have a choice.
I realize that picking up the pieces means finding things you forgot were there.
I realize that when I'm looking at failure, I try to rationalize things that are bad for me, knowing that everything will be better once they are gone.
I realize that I'm not alone.
I realize that some men find women my size sexy.
I realize that I may be a dork, but there's no reason to hide that.
I realize that no matter how hard I try, some people will never accept me. And that's fine.
I realize that I'm happy.
I realize that being open to all possibilities, brings the unexpected.
I realize that being alone is not ideal, but its worth waiting to find the right person to not be alone with.
I realize that no matter what, I'm going to be ok.
I realize that I can breathe again.