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What are the odds? That someone would take a chance on me? I wonder this almost daily when it comes to my success.
I know from inside these walls, not a lot can be done to enable me to access these resources. But man, I still think about finding a job, and looking for a place, and just meeting people who won't be the same vultures I have known for 12 years. I know in life I probably don't deserve knowing anyone who would have my best interests at heart, but I would like to believe that everyone can still be good and be good people despite their past. Even someone like me.
I was young, I was stupid, and I didn't understand even who I was. I guess a childhood full of trauma makes you a product of a fu—ed up creature, if you will.
But that is not the person I want to be labeled as. I want to simply be real, be better...
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