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I am learning that part of growing, and being happy, is understanding that sadness and loneliness aren't necessarily bad. It is completely okay for me to feel lonely some nights, an occasional day, being that no one in my daily life had known me for longer than 8 months. It has been really great to be around people who take me for who I am now, not who I was 5 or 6 or 10 years ago, but I've had to learn to do the same for myself, and forgive and forget some of the aspects about who I used to be. I don't feel like I've changed since I've lived here, I've just shed old skins that didn't fit anymore. Here I feel like who I was always supposed to be, but I so recognize how important my journey was. And I have so much peace with my past. And I have so much peace with my present.