Begin again.

I’m somewhat adverse to change.  I embrace it, yes, but only when it’s staring me in the face.  My life has changed more in the past month than it has in the past year.  In just a short month, I dyed my hair black, changed my entire collection of music I ACTUALLY listen to on a regular basis, got brand new glasses, started dressing differently, all because I was tired of my job.  When none of this worked, I quit my job, the source of my discontent.  After quitting, I began a newjob which I will be at in an hour or so, and all of my physical changes (music, glasses, hair, clothing style) work together very nicely.  I’m working 20 less hours than my other job, get paid 1.50$ an hour less, and get unclaimed tips.  This is much better than the life I had been living, making descent money and being miserable day in and day out. 
Overall, the biggest change which happened is that in the midst of falling out of love, I something I would not recommend to anybody, I became happy again for the first time in months.  Genuine happiness.  Not content, not coping, not collected.  Honestly happy.  I forgot what it was like, not being happy for such a long time.  Just waiting, it was no fun.  Now I’m happy again.
But, that all said, I don’t know how to handle myself with the people who began to care about me for who I was that past year.  What do I say to the people who enjoy the company of ’emo rocky’ instead of this new, fun, excitable ‘Rock?’
so my whole life has changed.  But to a certain extent, I feel like it changed without me.  I guess I’ll just have to go with the flow until I understand WHY I’m happy, and WHY everything in my life changed.
Because understanding change is facing it.  I’m getting there, even through this entry.