Reflecting on the person i was when i lived in the woods. Everything was perfect for those three months. It was hard work, but I made a family out there. I was me. I miss that person. I created my own sense of self worth and didn't let others dictate it the way i do now. I wrote in my journal out there on March 27,2002: "Nobody will ever make me
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