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Someone is looking out for me and making sure I stay on track and live the life I'm meant to live. I can't complain about what happened because I know I was completely at fault and it was because of the decisions I've made. I also know that it could have been a million times worse and I thank God, my friends and everyone else I need to for looking out for me. Everything I've ever worked for, everything my parents have given me, the life I've yet to experience could have been completely overlast night. This is one of those times I'm trying to make this a positive experience, a learning thing ect but it's really hard. Rocking out to music doesn't even help. It's like I'm overwhelmed with guilt and fear and frustration. I look at myself and I know that I'm more than that, it's clear this was not meant to be my outcome. I couldn't focus in Stat today and I'm just...afraid. I'm afraid of what I did and how close I came to..I'm not a little kid anymore. Daddy can't protect me and it scares the hell out of me.