
I write to remember the things about myself that I cannot stand to forget. I look back at every diary I’ve had since I was six and feel profoundly grateful for the gift of perspective that only time could give me. For now, I cannot tell you why I am here other than because I want to be. All I know is that it took me a long time to arrive, but I am here now. I’m finally feeling okay about things, and I hope you are too.
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