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For the first time in a long time, I feel really good. 

Like REALLY good.

Complete. Whole. Healed.

(Well. Aside from recovering from the great strep throat incident of May.- It's mending quite well.)

I'm continually amazed at just how much God loves me.

It's obvious that I have issues and always will, but it's also completely obvious that I am dearly loved and cared about, at least by God. 

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The last few months have entailed of me breaking my own heart, losing a best friend, freaking out about school, growing slightly apathetic (just long enough to be disgusted by it), slowly processing loss of said friend, freaking out about school again, continuing to process loss of said friend, and finally being okay with where I am with it all.
(Not that I think you can or should just get over a person, but being okay with changes in a relationship and being willing to implement those and occasionally move on is good.)

It's been an interesting journey.

Talking with a dear friend tonight helped me put some things into perspective, helped remind me of what happens when community actually happens.

Having another friend bring me sorbet and gelato for my throat and hang out with me despite my infectiousness helped remind me that there are still people who totally care.

I realize this may be jumbled, but that's what happens when you write a blog post at two in the morning after not sleeping well for a few days and being decently sick.

I think I'm still going to post it.

Mainly because I feel like I've hit a milestone, which is important to record.

It may not seem like much to most people, and it may not be that interesting to read this poorly constructed blog entry, but it's exciting for me to be able to say that and to genuinely feel that way.

Okay. Off to slumber land.