I feel fine. Taking things slowly and steadily, allowing myself some time to catch my breath, but never forgetting what I am. As ambitious as I can get sometimes, I'm not sure if I'll ever really know who I really want to become. I guess I should start with fixing my problems, because they ruin me and they ruin my friendships with the people around me. It hurts that I try to push you away sometimes, only because I hate myself. I'd probably hate myself even more if I lost you for good.

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