let it go.

The funny thing is how little everything will matter in a few years time. When I think about it, does the drama from grade 6 matter to me anymore? Grade 7? 8? 9? No. Why should this be any different? All of my little worries and breakdowns and fits and annoyances won't matter in a little while. I know that and yet it makes no difference. I suck at letting things go.