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Liz was talking about how she was reading through my old entries earlier, primarily on FOD, and it got me wanting to read through them, too. Along the way I came across many memories that I had long since forgotten, and some which I wish I had never gone through. I realized how depressed I was at so many points that I just couldn't handle anything any more. Through that I watched as my friends supported me and told me how much they care and how much I'd changed their lives. That made me feel so good reading that. Seeing again that I really can have a positive impact on people I've never even met before. I watched my friendships build up, and some of them crumble beneath my feet. I watched two people who I thought could never be torn apart do exactly that. They drifted further and further apart, and that hurt me to watch because I knew how much they cared about eachother. One thing I wanted to do while reading those was figure out how two people, zin and sharie, first came to know me. I had written an entry about society and how fucked up it can be, and zin left a comment saying I sounded smart for an 18 year old (though I was only 17 at the time). Shortly after, I wrote an entry of things I wanted to see in a girl, and sharie commented, saying it sounded a lot like her. The friendships between those two grew, and at some point they began to diminish... I still see them as my friends, weather they agree with me or not. It's so very strange to watch your own life unfold as though you were watching it from another person's point of view. That's really what a journal is for, as I see it. So that you can understand how you've affected other people, by watching it through their eyes.
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