So many letters left for myself and so many little problems I've documented. The last journal post I have here is in 2013 but I've checked back almost every two years. I've never really kept a physical journal or anything so this is the best I have.
I still miss everything from here. I laugh at my old self for always pretending and trying to reassure my future self that he would have everything under control. In a way he did.
I am brash. I am stupid. I am bright because of him.