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I came here because I wanted to journal again. But I think I also did it so someone out there could read my stuff, judge me, and then move on. THe only person to judge me is me and I'm sick of doing it.

Here I am. Last time I was on this blog I was in High school. And here I am again, always going back to things I am comfortable with. I always tell myself, "You need to get uncomfortable before you get confortable in order to change." And i never listen. Damn good advice too. I'm stuck in a home that I made myself. I didn't fight to be here. I didn't kick scream fight say, "Fuck this!" No, I came here willlingly and I love it...and I don't. I want to be out there but I'm stuck here. Why do I feel so stuck? I am more free than I ever will be and yet, I am stuck here