Last night I hung out with my friend Veronica. :) She is a great person, she is really nice. She curled my hair and I curled her. We talk about boys and how confusing they are. We ranted about how stupid the song, "All the Single Ladies" was. (Or more like, I did and she stood there and laughed)
I try to remember the days when I was unhappy and when I did not have friends. I do remember, it just seems so surreal. Like a really bad dream. I have moved on in my life and I love the person I have become.
I love me, I love my body, I love my friends, I love my job.
I'm bursting with being happy. I'm stressed out, I'm frustrated, but I am still happy. I am not the miserable 16 year old girl anymore. I really feel like I put my past behind me.
Speaking of my past, I don't cry when I start thinking about it. Some parts make me momentarily sad but I do not have to close my door when I think about it. I think about it, reflect on how far I come and move on. No tears, no I wish it didn't happen to me, nothing. Just a good reflection on my life and my accomplishments.
I feel like my life is going somewhere good and that I am going to help people. I feel like my 12 year old self is proud of me (Finally).
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