May 17th, 2003


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Well, I'm home.

That was a lot quicker than I had thought, I guess I'm stronger than I had guessed. Yay for being a quick recovery.

But it's not like anything is going to change for now. I'm sick of this. I just want everything to be normal again. I know that it will be, but that seems like so far away, and all I have to do to get there seems so overwhelming. I need a break, but if I take one I'll end up right back in there.

It was kind of sad leaving. Most of the counselors were awesome and even the kids were interesting. We had a goodbye ceremony and they all gave me beads; it was very sweet. It's dissapointing that I'll never know what's going to happen to them with all of this.

Maybe I'll update more later.