Restless, awake and discontented. Was “beautiful meth” the right approach to take? I’ve been judged harshly already on it for sharing my lifestyle so openly. There is definitely more to come about what my lifestyle actually is, but i think the real issue is my traditional insecurity around disagreement. My gut reaction is that I did something wrong. But in the process of growing, I need to stop and ask myself, “who are they to judge?” In this case it has been some of my friends, but the question still needs to be asked. More importantly, why do I care? I said what I needed to express to a very large audience, and people may think what they may. I still have my close friends, and most importantly I still have me. My life is on its way to becoming an open book. I’ll have to learn to accept that some chapters may touch on topics that polite society doesn’t address. Fuck politeness. I’ve nearly died keeping my story in. It must be told. If you can’t handle the ride, get off the rollercoaster.