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.

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I had to admit the truth, because you were brave first. So glad, though, because the truth sits so well. Yeah, I love you, too.

Hmm, we must have told each other that we loved each other. Which is probably the funnest hurdle to cross in a relationship.