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i told my big my secret.. it's only fair, i was really the first to know her's.. i'm so exciting about the upcoming months, but at the same time i'm a little uncomfortable.. and kind of scared.. it was supposed to be me going through this, not her.. i'm the one that is supposed to be making the appointments and the classes, not her... irony is.. about the day mine ended, hers began.. i guess it's better the way it is, but that i still feel like a part of me is missing, that and maybe there really is something wrong with me..
and after telling my big.. i've decided, in the end, to tell just one more person...