Daniel and I… oh god. I’ve got it bad. I’m “so fucking cute,” I’m “breathtaking,” the list goes on.
Seriously I am thinking about choosing Daniel. He’s what I want. Shouldn’t I do what I want? Doesn’t that make sense? He makes me HAPPY. So happy. That’s what I deserve.
I just realized… I do love Dee. I’m just not in love with him anymore. I really need to talk with him about that.
I want to hold Daniel’s hand!!!! SO BAD!
Oh my gosh if my friends knew about this mess they would disown me. I’m morally unsound! Woohoo!
Born in 1996
Over the coming months, I'll be publishing several journal entries a day in chronological order. I began journaling in 2007, when I was eleven years old. Even then I wrote as though I were archiving my life, collecting details about my world. As I grew older, journaling became more of a description of my emotional world.
I am an aspiring creative nonfiction writer who is producing very little since graduating college this Spring. But with this unusually thorough account of my entire adolescence, I feel as though I have been given a gift that has been under my nose this whole time.
This is a practice in forgiveness and vulnerability. It is also a way to laugh at myself.
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