I don't get it. Change... change... change... I'm open to it. As a matter of fact I was always forced into it... it was always the option. Pushover. That's what I feel like sometimes. I keep doing what people want me to do... I've always done what people expect from me... and to this day all I keep hearing people want from me is to change. I have changed. I am different. And apparently what I changed from is what everyone else is trying to be now, and I try to go back to it and I'm the unoriginal. I embrace change, butterflies wouldn't exist without it. But quit trying to tell me what to do, or who to be. I'm figuring it out.