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My ex-girlfriend passed away Wednesday evening. She was only 22. I loved her and at one point I thought I wanted to marry her, but we just weren't meant to be. I found who I belong with, and I'm sad she didn't find the same. I'm more determined than ever to stay clean now. I don't want to end up like her, but I'm still afraid in the back of my mind.
I'm so glad I have Evan. And my family. Thank you all for the love and support you've shown me, especially during the last week or so. You'll never know what it means to me.
*goes back into hiding*