5 years ago something happened in my personal life that changed who I was. If you have been reading my blog for a while then you'll know what this is, if you haven't take a break from this post and skip through and have a read. Everything that happened then made me a stronger person, something I am grateful for at this particular moment in my life. Everyone around me said at the time that everything happens for a reason. Losing the person who was closest to me at the time, not through a circumstance out of our control but through them voluntarily walking away from me was the worst thing I could imagine. I ignored everyone who said that to me. What was the reason behind me losing my brother, my confidence and my family unit as I knew it? I think I've finally figured out what the reason was for this: to make me a strong and independent person. Now if someone hurts me I can deal with it, knowing that even when the most important person was taken away from me I was able to su
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