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My name is Samantha. If you're ever bored or just need someone to talk to, my AIM is shehadthewxrld
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I am feeling happy. finally.
One last letter.
Hey, guys,
To those of you that have commented me offering to talk, I just want to say thanks. I'm a lot better, now. I've been thinking a lot over the past few days. I realize that, in the past, I may have just been over-exaggerating everything so much that, eventually, I started to believe it. I don't hate my father as much as I've said. I'm not going to kill myself. I was put here for a reason. God loves me. I don't think I hate myself anymore. I'm so much happier now that I have Tyler (my boyfriend). I really love him more than anything in the world, and all I want is to make him happy. I also have a new friend. I'm not sure if I've mentioned him in here or not. I've known him for a month or so now. His name is Dante. He lives in London, England, which is pretty far away, but, I don't care. I really love Dante. He's really the only person I feel understands me completely. I can tell he really cares about me, unlike some of my other friends who sometimes make me feel like I'm not good enough. It's really bad, though, because Dante's at camp, now, and won't be back until August 2nd. Right before he left, we were fighting. He'd told me something bad that he did, and I got angry because he didn't tell me before. I said I loved him before he left, though, and he said it back. I don't know if he's still angry with me. I hope not, because I really love talking to him. Another one of my friends told me something really important that she hadn't told me before. I was really surprised. Something happened to me years ago, and she had had a similar experience but was too afraid to share. I'm glad she did, though. I'm not sure if I'll be writing in this as much. I started this blog to be able to feel like I could express myself freely without being judged by people that know me. I'm not really sure I need to keep writing. I'm really going to try to turn my life around, now. I've only got about a month of summer left - I suppose I had better make the most of it while I can, right? Again, thanks to all of you that cared enough to offer to talk. It really means a lot to me.
Take care,
Samantha
To those of you that have commented me offering to talk, I just want to say thanks. I'm a lot better, now. I've been thinking a lot over the past few days. I realize that, in the past, I may have just been over-exaggerating everything so much that, eventually, I started to believe it. I don't hate my father as much as I've said. I'm not going to kill myself. I was put here for a reason. God loves me. I don't think I hate myself anymore. I'm so much happier now that I have Tyler (my boyfriend). I really love him more than anything in the world, and all I want is to make him happy. I also have a new friend. I'm not sure if I've mentioned him in here or not. I've known him for a month or so now. His name is Dante. He lives in London, England, which is pretty far away, but, I don't care. I really love Dante. He's really the only person I feel understands me completely. I can tell he really cares about me, unlike some of my other friends who sometimes make me feel like I'm not good enough. It's really bad, though, because Dante's at camp, now, and won't be back until August 2nd. Right before he left, we were fighting. He'd told me something bad that he did, and I got angry because he didn't tell me before. I said I loved him before he left, though, and he said it back. I don't know if he's still angry with me. I hope not, because I really love talking to him. Another one of my friends told me something really important that she hadn't told me before. I was really surprised. Something happened to me years ago, and she had had a similar experience but was too afraid to share. I'm glad she did, though. I'm not sure if I'll be writing in this as much. I started this blog to be able to feel like I could express myself freely without being judged by people that know me. I'm not really sure I need to keep writing. I'm really going to try to turn my life around, now. I've only got about a month of summer left - I suppose I had better make the most of it while I can, right? Again, thanks to all of you that cared enough to offer to talk. It really means a lot to me.
Take care,
Samantha
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