The person who I used to be would be so hesitant in wanting a new group of individuals I can call ‘friends’. But the person I am now has completely melted that “guilt” because I realize that if I’m not happy with my friendships, who or what should really stop me from seeking new ones, elsewhere? The guilt I held with that was no one’s fault but my own. I don’t have the kind of friends who call me up on a Friday night and tell me we’re going for drinks, or bowling, or embarking on a random road trip. And those are the friends I’m waiting for. The person who I used to be would settle. The person I am now refuses. She will be content in all areas of life, ridding her mind of any guilt associated with something she’s entitled to.