She believed she could but she didn't because she was too tired.
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…and I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.



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It’s hard to find out the face you thought you loved is only a mask.



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Which of my feelings are real? Which of the me’s is me?



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It all meant something. Until it didn’t.



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Everything has changed and yet, I am more me than I’ve ever been.



  
You know what I think we are most afraid of? Not knowing. Not knowing whether it’s all really worth it. Not knowing if you should give up or keep fighting. Not knowing why you do things you do; not knowing the purpose. It’s like when you’re little and you touch the stove and get burned, because you didn’t really know that it was hot. Not knowing has always hurt us, from the very beginning.
October 19th
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