There’s a moment in your life when you realise nothing really matters. Not in a depressive, suicidal view just that you need to stop worrying about little things and get rid of the angst that has been building up inside your head. You need to live. I realised this and it was just like an epiphany. One minute I cared; the next I questioned why and I just stopped. It was like someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over me and I’d woken up from this ‘state’. It was truly one of the most liberating moments of my existence. Of course, you still have money worries and you worry about your friends and family but you give up on trying to impress everyone you meet by wearing the right clothes or trying to know EXACTLY what to say and just concentrate on being you and fuck those who don’t like you for who you really are. I guess it is what they call ‘finding’ yourself. I’ve found myself.
