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Thank you to everyone who commented yesterday while I was wallowing in self pity. I read that journal entry now and feel like such an ass and wish there was some way to rise above such things. When I think of what really matters in life I realize how little that stuff matters... and yet my logical and spiritual selves can't seem to erase those feelings.

Do we ever really let go? Or do we simply ignore that voice and bury those insecurities? I look at women in their 40's and envy their strength sometimes. I can see how different I am from my teens and remember how foolish I was to hate my body.... oh how I wish I had that body NOW!

Life is too funny. Just when I think I'm achieving a new level of self actualization I am thrust back into adolescent bullshit. I hate it but have to laugh about all of it. I'm so very, very human.

There are many things that make me thankful though... things like me being able to whine a bit here in my little journal. That I'm still accepted and never judged. This is why I come here and this is why I will wear a smile all day.

Lots of love to all my SG lovelies!!!!