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i don’t know where this is going..

   I started this blog so I could have a place to journal my journey conquering depression. But I haven’t really done that.. written down my journey that is.  I guess I’ve just been spitting out the random things that pop into my head on a day to day (ok so not that often but you get the idea) basis. It’s been just thrown together and disjointed and I don’t know if that’s gonna change cause to be honest thats how my brain works. 
   But I’m about to move. And I know that it’s gonna be hard. It was last time I moved and this time I’m leaving more and going farther. I don’t know how often I’m gonna be on here, it might be one a week or month, or three times a day. It just depends. I plan to write about my struggles and heartbreaks, my joys and victory’s. And don’t worry, I’ll still be spitting out randomness. That’s kinda in my DNA.. 

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