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I had dinner with Danielle tonight. It was awkward, but I think we might be able to forge some sort of relationship. I think slowly starting to see her as more of a person and less of as a scapegoat. Growing up I blamed her for my dad leaving (which is weird because she wasn't even born yet) and then I blamed her when my dad refused to pay help pay for my college (I could've gone to Columbia for undergrad).
She's been engaged twice. Now I know what side of the family my relationship issues come from.