Around this time a year ago I was really really lonely and hurt.
Not anymore. God this feels good.
People told me I would get here. I didn't believe them. But they were right.
Happy just being me
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"She realized she was lucky - because she could actually see it - how the trees got more beautiful each year...how they danced with such graceful pride, surviving each season's change...and she knew their beauty lied not in the perfection, but the growth...and she could see it - in the trees, the people around her, and some days, even in herself...and so she would dance"
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