Growing Up
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Ongoing, First published Jun 13, 2016
Mature
A lot has happened in the last year. I had to hit rock bottom (emotionally) in order to realize that I am not a child anymore. I can not keep depending on others to do things for me. I had to get off of Facebook to see that it was putting a lot of stress on me. I was getting into arguments with strangers daily about things that I cannot change. I was taking out my anger on my family and they didn't deserve that. Mentally I feel like a new person. Im not so scared of the world anymore. I am proud of myself. And I know my son is too.
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