Dead and gone?

I hear a lot how I've changed so much. Most of the people in my life are happy about that. I have a plan for the future. My depression and anxiety is so much better. I have a job. I care about human rights deeply, whereas a year ago all I cared about was worrying about who was going to bring the booze to that night's party. I have not been drunk since September. I've been reading like crazy, a mixture of deep books, purely non-fiction books, and of course my cheesy romance novels. Some habits you just cannot shake :)

I have so much I'm going to do. I'm going with my mom out to Arizona sometime in the near future. I'm cutting my hair shorter. I'm joining a gym. Dressing less teen-ish. Listening to fun music. I want to take girls trips this summer...Madison maybe, possibly Chicago. Jenna and I are going clubbing soon, a first for both of us. So, if the old me is "dead and gone" to quote T.I. and Justin Timberlake, I think it's only good.

P.S. Don't go see the movie "The Reader" unless you want to become morbidly depressed.