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Wow, almost 2 years since I've written in this journal. I've gained friends and lost friends. Gained and lost a job. Gained weight. Lost a little. Found out earlier this year one of our dogs, Sadie, has lymphoma, and probably won't live past Thanksgiving. I'm still have never been in love and it's starting to get me really down. I miss going to church, of having a relationship with God. I miss the feeling of being even remotely happy with my life. I still live at home, with my parent, at age 25 almost 26. I have no idea what I want out of life. I would love to leave Michigan for better job opportunities and possibly love. But I would need to go to school because jumping from retail job to retail job isn't cutting it, especially in Michigan. I need a better car. I need a better life, I'm just lost about what to do. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep because I'm so frustrated with my life. I wish one of my best friends didn't live states away from me.