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I came across this LJ the other day while googling myself.
Ten years. I've had this for ten years. Last night, I actually went to my very first entry and read every single one from 2001, until today. Took some time, but I did it. It was one of the most interesting reads. Manic, a times, but still very intriguing. The most fascinating part, was that I was able to remember my 17 year old self, just like it was last week. I could remember what was important to her then, and how she felt with every word that I read. I was able to, in a way, re-live my pain through reading about it... But in a healthy, introspective way. I'm sure that when I was 17, I didnt think I would ever be here now, at 27 years old, reading back on all of this. I wonder, today, if I was able to write to my 17yo self and explain where I am today, if she would have been able to smile a little more, knowing that it really was going to turn out ok.
As I was reading, I was able to sense that, back then, I constantly struggled with the fact of even having the LJ in the first place. There appeared to be an amibiguous and defensive undertone in a majority of my posts. But I have to say, I am glad that I stuck with it for as long as I did. It is nice to be abe to see my growth over the years.
Thank you, Livejournal, for this opportunity of a genuine and pure self-reflection.
Ten years. I've had this for ten years. Last night, I actually went to my very first entry and read every single one from 2001, until today. Took some time, but I did it. It was one of the most interesting reads. Manic, a times, but still very intriguing. The most fascinating part, was that I was able to remember my 17 year old self, just like it was last week. I could remember what was important to her then, and how she felt with every word that I read. I was able to, in a way, re-live my pain through reading about it... But in a healthy, introspective way. I'm sure that when I was 17, I didnt think I would ever be here now, at 27 years old, reading back on all of this. I wonder, today, if I was able to write to my 17yo self and explain where I am today, if she would have been able to smile a little more, knowing that it really was going to turn out ok.
As I was reading, I was able to sense that, back then, I constantly struggled with the fact of even having the LJ in the first place. There appeared to be an amibiguous and defensive undertone in a majority of my posts. But I have to say, I am glad that I stuck with it for as long as I did. It is nice to be abe to see my growth over the years.
Thank you, Livejournal, for this opportunity of a genuine and pure self-reflection.