Drastic Change

Change is just a part of life. At times our job is to just deal with it and accept it. I've decided that I can't go on like this. I've made a decision and that decision is final. The fear of what people will think creeps into my mind no matter how hard I try to ignore it. Especially my parents. I'm practically rebelling against how they raised me. I hope my friends will support me. I mean, if they really are my friends, they'll support me even if they don't agree with what I'm doing. Well, I shouldn't care what anyone thinks anyway. It's MY LIFE for cryin' out loud. It's not like I'm breaking any commandments or anything. I can still be a good member of the church, and if things don't work out I should be able to return to the way things were. What's the worst that could happen? I've heard of other people doing it and it's worked out for THEM, so why wouldn't it work out for ME? People just need to understand that there isn't a clear cut right and wrong in every case. We have our agency for a reason. Just because I'm leaving the path I originally had planned out, doesn't mean that I'm doing something horribly wrong. To each his own. Maybe I just have different needs than those of my parents when they were my age. Maybe life just has something different in store for me. I'm sure that years from now, I won't regret this decision. It needs to be done. If I don't do it now, I'll spend my life wondering, "What if?" I don't know how I'm going to tell everyone. It's scary. What will I say? How will they react? I talked about it with Alan for a little bit. He probably just thought I was joking though. I wasn't. I'm not. Well here it goes. I'm just going to come out and say it. I beg of everyone, please don't judge me. I've really thought this through. It costs the same. It tastes a little different, but not with Fruity Dino-bites. That's right everyone, I'm switching to 2% Milk. My days of whole milk are through. There. I said it.