People try to bully me by saying I never have time to hang out anymore, but honestly, I take pride in it because I worked way too hard to get this busy doing something I love. There was a time when all I had was free time, loneliness, and silence, and none of them were around back then. And the same people tho now miss me were the ones bitching about me behind my back when I was at my lowest. They criticised everything I did back then because it was easier than checking on me or being kind. But I never blamed them or got mad at them for living their lives while I was trying to rebuild mine. Now it's finally my time-even if it came late-because I fought for it with consistency, passion, and stubborn faith. So yes, I enjoy being busy now, and I enjoy it without needing people around to validate it. They taught me hore to be alone, and ironically, that was the best gift they ever gave me. And the funny part? Some of them don't even deserve the new version of me anymore.