Hello, Old Friend


It's been twelve years since 15-year-old Justy started this blog. I feel incredibly distant from that sad, young girl who was just a freshman in high school at the time. So much has changed since then. In 2009, I was going through a lot. My mom was using drugs and gave up custody of me, my dad was absent/all I could remember about him was abuse, and I was adjusting to living with my Uncle Joe and grandma after moving across the country, alone, mid-freshman year of high school. To be honest, I needed therapy and resources, but I am thankful I had this blog. I enjoy having entries to look back on reminding me of how it felt to be stuck in the middle of all the trauma. More than anything, I wish I could give my 15-year-old self a big hug and let her know that things were going to be okay. 

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