I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

So many options lie open, yet some would push me through closed doors. I do not exist on this world for /\/\/\/ no I do exist for others, but also for myself. If I am unhappy with who I am, then who have I become?

Life would ramble by were I not here, but since I am, I ramble along too.

Many are those who say do not, few are those who say go ahead. I follow & listen & respect the positive. I will succeed, those who dont believe will have to sit along the trail and watch me pass by.

I’m loving this sudden positive outlook that I’ve developed here. Even though I didn’t get to leave home, I’m still going my own way. And you know what? There’s something in here that’s sooo true. “Many are those who say do not, few are those who say go ahead.”