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It is so strange how the human mind can go through tremendous extremes and somehow build itself back to normal. A normal that is not constant. Normal for me and normal for the time. I realize more and more how horribly drugs or just any kind of substance abuse can affect that normal. In doing so it makes your body and mind deal with problems in a whole different light. It's harder for you to get back up and make something great of what you have. Now I realize life can't be a fairy tale and almost never is. So what, why not live anyway and make the best of what there is. I guess that is was being happy really is and people that can't find that... Well frankly, I feel like they are the ones hurting themselves.