"...things have changed for me and that's okay..."

Have you ever hit a point in your life where you feel that you're finally in control? That wild, never-gonna-happen dreams are reality? When you finally look back and realized that things have changed? I have. I used to be completely dependent on other's opinions of me. I never thought I looked good and there was never a day in my life where I could go to school and think "I look good today. I feel really happy and confident." I always clung to my friends and was very paranoid about being alone, because I needed what other people thought of me to drive me to do things. I used to have dreams of being really independent and hanging out with boys and being cool and dressing in black and red and fishnet gloves and being loud and funny and outgoing and being different. I would daydream of hanging out with guys and not prissy girly-girls and I'd have some close girlfriends like me. I would dream of being myself, doing cool things, going to rock concerts with my friends, shopping with them, going to college and partying. Now I moved on from my child's dreams. And I realized that I went to a rock concert, I shop at Hot Topic, I sit at the boys table at lunch, I could care less what people think of me and these are all little kid dreams I had that I thought would never happen. I can look my friends in the eye and disagree with them on something or admit I don't know some "cool" band to them without being scared that they won't be my friend. Even if they freak and say that everybody knows this singer, I can shrug and say "Not me!" without feeling stupid. There are so many microscopic dreams of mine that I've forgotten about that have come true. So why can't my other ones come true? Why can't yours? I have Gerard Way to thank for this and another one of my friends (who I'm not going to name) for understanding me and relating to me and helping me out without even knowing it.
Thanks.