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I've talked to my friends. They're very reserved when they're around me, but said that they're proud of me for fixing my life. I'd forgotten how good it felt to have someone be proud of me. I never actually got that feeling from you. It was all a lie.

This, friendship, people that I can count on, they're what really matters.

Slowly, I'm becoming the person I've always wanted to be. With no help from you.

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