I have always wondered how some miserable people keep their feelings to themselves. What is the point? Are things just supposed to get better on their own? Say someone else should know... how can they do something about it?

I know I'm a good person and I try my best to stay that way. No one is perfect, though. I make mistakes, I say and do things I shouldn't say and I'm not always able to control it. I've been trying to get the help I need, I even take the meds for it. But, sometimes I feel and I know that not everyone understands.

I'm very emotional and I have been putting a lot of that behind me because I know some people can't handle someone like me. I've compromised a lot of things in my life as well. I'm not totally enthralled about living with someone without being married, but I can understand, to a certain extent how someone can feel the opposite way. But when do compromises start to feel like sacrifices?

Are we sacrificing our happiness for comfort?

First bike ride in a long time!

I had my first bike ride in a very long time today. I went out with my friend Mike. We did get lost a bit even though we had a map because Toronto is horrible at labeling its streets! We left at 11:30am and didn't get back to my place until 7:30pm. We went to Eglinton and Yonge area, all the way down to MEC at King West, along the harbor front and back up Sherbourne (sketch street!) then west back home along St. Claire West.