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So I guess it doesn't hurt to try this out. I realize a lot about myself when I talk to other people. I realize that not all people are out to hurt others and I realize I'm not the only one who cares about the well being of other people. I think tonight I accepted the true meaning behind best friend. One who talks as though they can read your mind and doing whatever they can to help you make it through. Sadness does not have to be a terminal illness, it just feels like it is. I have set goals to be a brighter and stronger person. Sometimes I wonder if I could write an anonymous book about "my story" including an ending of closure and hope for a wonderful future.
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