For the lack of a better word.

I woke up for the first time in a long time this morning. I've realized that I haven't been myself for a while. I owe it to my friends to start being myself again. If it weren't for their incessant proverbial stabs at my sanity, I probably would not have woke up with this reality hangover. I have a great life. Nothing is lacking. I don't have to change who I am to get what I want. I have everything I need.