Taking over my life

I have been doing Weight Watchers for about a month, and as of yesterday, I've lost 15.6 pounds. I am finally taking over my life. I'm tired of being fat, so I'm doing something about it. And it feels good. Now if I could just get the exercise thing going, I'd be doing a lot better.

The Future

As much work that I've put into school, getting a job, and pursuing my Master's, and there's really only 2 things I want for my future. I want to be a wife and I want to be a mother. And I'm scared to death that I might not get the opportunity to do either. As much as a try, I can't be okay with being single and alone. I want to finally belong.

Confusion

My heart aches for the people who are hurting right now. I know a lot of it was self inflicted, but I can't help but care. We were all supposed to be too close for something like this to happen. People were jealous of us. They wanted to be a part of it, but they couldn't. Now it's falling apart. I know people grow up...but why do they have to grow apart? I feel like things might never be the same again. That scares me. I don't like change. I like things to stay safe and familiar.