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i remember the times that i knew who i was. those times are further away than ever, but at the same time i am begining to see who i am and who i am now becoming. i have changed in the past two weeks, more than i could have ever imagined. i am starting to understand things, understand people, understand life. in an odd sort of way, but i do. school is school. i have faced the fact that i cannot change or take back the past, and all i have to work with is right now. today. maybe tomorrow. my family knows everything about me, and ive begun to eralize that they do love me. i will never forgive myself for what i haev done to friends, family, and myself. i will never be that person again. I hope i wont. i cannot, for it will kill me.