I feel like my whole life I have kept a record. I have written my thoughts and my feelings and it’s a trip to read it all over again in sequential order.
I was so very sad and lonely. It is remarkable how sad and lonely I was. I just don’t know what could have been done. I needed to explore this side of me. There was so much already that had laden me down and I was so young. I was blocking so much pain. As I read not only the words of my poetry, but also my journal, I am still amazed that I could make it through such depths of despair. And it wasn’t even the worst yet, but it showed me how strong I could be.