I'm still not too sure how I feel about the possibility of being stuck here for the rest of my life.

Being here feels like grieving the loss of someone sometimes. Some days, it's easy. I get through my days just fine. Other days...it's like having the wind knocked out of me.

I think I may have made a mistake. I feel so isolated from that life. ( Read more... )

So, even I think it's a little lame to start off this journal with a quote from Grey's Anatomy, but I feel that it suits me well at the moment.

It's time that I start writing again. It's time that I get to know the person that I am now.

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