well…i’ve been looking back at old entries, and i always seem to be so depressing. i’m sure most people don’t want to hear about someone else’s depressing life, but i can’t help it. i mean, did i start this journal to impress people, or send a message to certain people? the truth is…yes, i did. but recently, i’ve been realizing that it isn’t fair to myself, or anyone that reads this, whether i know them or not, to do anything other than write the truth…because it is all i know. rest assured, i have made up nothing on this site, but i have held back on occasion…or maybe given heavier significance to something because i was expecting a certain group of people to read it. fortunately, over the past few weeks, i’ve been able to truly present myself as i am, or at least how i perceive myself, to the best of my ability. i don’t care what ya’ll think. wait…that sounded pretty rude. by that i mean that my goal is to write as truthfully as i can, without bias towards who MIGHT read it…i’m not even concerned about what you will think of me. this is my life…read it if you will.