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It's been a good year

Sitting back and thinking about this year... can I say that the first time in my life, I feel as if I have matured a year?

No, I don't think I'm ready to run a marathon yet, but I'm walking again and I'm upright.

I feel like I've really come to terms with everything that's happened and really moved on; not just saying I am to pretend to be strong about it.

I feel like I've learnt how to manage my depression. I feel like I could handle my loneliness now, were it to come again.

I feel like I've come away with valuable experience; knowledge about myself and wisdom I can give to hypothetical children.

I know I'm still growing up, slowly, bit by bit at a time. In this age, children take longer to grow up and I think adults never fully tackle the same level of responsibility as our forefathers. I'm getting there. I'll get there.

And a note to You:
Some days I worry that I don't love you as much as you deserve. I worry that we have nothing in common, barring one and barely that. I worry about our future, with and without. I worry about hurting you.

But then you say something or do something and I think: 'This isn't so bad. I could be with you forever.'
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