and we looked at them eleven ways

I really envy people who can brush off all of the little things that happen to them and walk with their head held high, never doubting themselves. I wish that I knew how to be like that. I want to be able to handle problems and not question myself the second that the decision is made. There are few circumstances in which I have made a decision and not questioned it. The way that I handled the situation with Hannah was something I questioned for weeks. I honestly thought about writing her and begging for a second chance at friendship. But yesterday I realized how right my decision was. Her moving out of the dorm and cutting off all contact with me was the best thing that has ever happened. She was a horrible friend to me and a terrible, shallow, narcissistic, pathetic excuse for a human being. I feel nothing but sadness and pity for her knowing that she is stuck "in the closet" like that and has sunk so low that she outs me to other people and tries to make herself look like the victim. It's humorous and, in the end, I rise from the burning ashes that was once our friendship a better person.