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March 11, 2004
Let me be sad. I have a right to, you know. Let me grieve, let me heal, and maybe one day I'll be back. It's true, I guess, that when you're lost no one comes to find you. But for now… maybe I don't want to be found. Let me wander, for now. Let me mourn and let me cry and let me find myself again. I need to find my purpose in life… or it'll be no different if I'm dead. I found that reason, once, but it's gone now. So please. Let me grieve. Let me be sad.