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I just went back and tagged EVERY FUCKING ENTRY over the last six years. I used to post multiple times a day, every day. Ack.
So, so many winceworthy moments long past, another life, completely forgotten though at the time were earth-shattering.
Reading back really does highlight my growth as a person, my maturation, even if my writing skills are much rustier than they once were.
Thank goodness for less drama. Less pain. Less self-flagellation and hopelessness. Even if I have the occasional pity party, it is nowhere near the levels once faced.
Less sexy too, but it's all a trade-off, yes?
So, so many winceworthy moments long past, another life, completely forgotten though at the time were earth-shattering.
Reading back really does highlight my growth as a person, my maturation, even if my writing skills are much rustier than they once were.
Thank goodness for less drama. Less pain. Less self-flagellation and hopelessness. Even if I have the occasional pity party, it is nowhere near the levels once faced.
Less sexy too, but it's all a trade-off, yes?