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I sit here and think about my life and how much it has changed since I moved.
I also think a lot about what my life would be like if I was still there. Would I be into
what I used to be into? Would I hang out with the same people?Who knows.
It sometimes bothers me beyond all means that I will never have answers to these
questions.
Part of me hates Florida so bad. Part of me hates that Im not there.
I have however created my new life here. I will admit that I don't have nearly as many
friends as I did there but I think that I did that to myself. When I first moved here I had
such a negative attitude towards everything because I didn't want to be here and I was
dead set that the minute I turned 18 I would move back. I kept that negativity towards everything
I did. Towards people,groups,and activities.Then I finally caved in and decided it wasn't so bad.
But I was right...when you move people do tend to forget about you. It's kinda like when someone dies.
At first it is a really big deal and people fuss over things and how much they miss the person or how
awesome/cool that person was, then a few months later it dwindles down a bit and then a few more months
you become a silent thought when a memory passes their mind.
But I may be wrong people may sit and be like,"Remember when Ty did this"or "when Ty was here" or "Ty used to..".
But I guess in my head Im stuck with thinking not that many people wanna remember me.
But Im not bitching really. Everyone has their own lives and everyones plates may be full or may be empty who knows? Im not
there to see how things are so I honestly wouldnt know. But part of me honestly doesn't want to.
I also think a lot about what my life would be like if I was still there. Would I be into
what I used to be into? Would I hang out with the same people?Who knows.
It sometimes bothers me beyond all means that I will never have answers to these
questions.
Part of me hates Florida so bad. Part of me hates that Im not there.
I have however created my new life here. I will admit that I don't have nearly as many
friends as I did there but I think that I did that to myself. When I first moved here I had
such a negative attitude towards everything because I didn't want to be here and I was
dead set that the minute I turned 18 I would move back. I kept that negativity towards everything
I did. Towards people,groups,and activities.Then I finally caved in and decided it wasn't so bad.
But I was right...when you move people do tend to forget about you. It's kinda like when someone dies.
At first it is a really big deal and people fuss over things and how much they miss the person or how
awesome/cool that person was, then a few months later it dwindles down a bit and then a few more months
you become a silent thought when a memory passes their mind.
But I may be wrong people may sit and be like,"Remember when Ty did this"or "when Ty was here" or "Ty used to..".
But I guess in my head Im stuck with thinking not that many people wanna remember me.
But Im not bitching really. Everyone has their own lives and everyones plates may be full or may be empty who knows? Im not
there to see how things are so I honestly wouldnt know. But part of me honestly doesn't want to.