I stumbled across my blog from over ten years ago, and though it was definitely the work of a teenager, it surprised me how much I am the same person now as I was then. It was sad to read the bits about my family, so unbroken at that point. It was funny to read the weird, personal details I had chosen to share about myself. It's still me, though. I've grown up (gotten prettier, I think, and grown intellectually as well as emotionally and spiritually), but the basic material is the same.
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