As I get older, it is easier to do the right thing for the right reasons and harder to do the right thing for the wrong reasons.
It's just...life is too short to spend time caring more about how I'm perceived than how I'm feeling. Yeah, I might not make everyone else happy anymore. Yeah, I might have to cut some ties and walk away from some reindeer games...
But ultimately? This is the ship I've been charged with sailing, and I'm going wear the shit out of my pirate hat. :P
