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i was a little girl in the passenger seat listening to my mommy sing. it was a dark warm summer night on the parkway heading home from the shore, leaning on the door with the windows down. each exit that passed i didn't realize it wouldn't always be that way. on the board walk where the teenagers got their belly buttons pierced i bought a crows claw necklace that held a marble, that was all it took to make me happy, and wished to be the age i am now. I knew nothing but love for life. mysteries and hope surrounded my brain, I loved the world I thought I knew. I've been confused, I've been not me, I haven't loved much. I haven't enjoyed life because I have forgotten who I am. The life I was apart of was not being lived, but tolerated & the real me would be excited to live this to the fullest. here I go back to the boardwalk, back to me into the world for the first time since then..maybe. I've hated this place because it is exactly who I never was, it is the me I though I was the me the world shoved me into, not the me I enjoyed, not the me I am. I am me and I need to reintroduce myself to all my friends. I loved the world I thought I knew I did the things I knew I had to, depression made me give up on those and caused all the problems with my happiness, what was it to begin with? It was the fact that I was sick of this. It was breakdowns from abuse I wasn't used to that caused me to lose my true self, I could find a way to deal with it if I was someone else. the misunderstood anger within myself. I feel better, I think I know how to be myself. I just had to remember who I was before I was effected by everyone else.