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for one hour in the middle of the night, two nights ago, everyone i loved from greensboro was in my kitchen. it was like a bizarre dream, but real. suddenly they were gone and i was sitting alone in my kitchen at 6am surrounded by empty coffee cups, and i started to cry.

i’m pretty sure the past year has been the worst of my life, but one of my resolutions a year ago was to “cultivate strength through adversity” so i guess i have to look at 2012 as one long opportunity to fulfill my resolution. i think it worked, though. i feel significantly stronger and more sure of myself than i did a year ago. at the same time, i have felt incredibly depressed, lonely, lost, betrayed, forgotten, and hopeless. but it’s another year now. gonna make it work.