I must address this

For my own personal record, I believe I am, right now, in the healthiest mindset I've ever been in my life.
Things bother me so much less than they did even a few days ago.
I've done a lot of stupid things and had a lot of trouble letting go and putting myself first. And now I feel like I don't care if people like me or not. I'm not changing for anyone anymore. I'm not trying to please anyone.
And I can choose who is in my life and who isn't.
And I can go anywhere, wherever I want to go and do things I have always wanted to do.
I'm rediscovery where I left off, so long ago. I lost myself, almost. I remember how much I wanted to go to the west coast, before I got into a relationship. And I think I may go, really, if only to do something that I've always wanted to do.
I'm listening to the music I last liked before getting into a mess. The Strokes, The Shins, The Libertines... I am a different person now, but the songs help reconnect me to so many lost parts and lost dreams and desires and thoughts. I'm truly getting better.
Someone told me that you have to hit rock bottom before getting better, and I think I thought I hit it before, but I didn't until a few days ago, in NYC, when I realized how out of whack and out of touch with what I want I was... and how much I was willing to screw over myself for ridiculous things. I don't want to get into it though.
I spent most of the train ride home listening to my iPod and having wonderful realizations that I have control over my life. That people can't really hurt me unless I let them. That I was trying to keep close the people I shouldn't, and pushing away people who have truly cared about me. I can't quite explain it. The point is, fuck, I have really never felt this good, this fucking in touch with everything.
I think I'm going to move out west.