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You see someone and you expect their life to be so easy. I think sometimes people think that of me, and maybe they’re right, but it’s so relative for a life to be easy. I mean I think a lot of my life just sort of slides by, not too many road bumps or obstacles, but I also feel like I do have those moments that almost feel too hard to deal with. I think lately I’ve been realizing that those moments have nothing to do with the possessions accumulate or lose, it has everything to do with the people I surround myself with. I remember my mother telling me that I am the type of person to attach myself to another, to find someone I connect with and just sort of see them as an immovable part of my life. Unfortunately that’s not consistent with everyone else so I end up with a lot of hidden disappointment and emotional let down over things other people don’t necessarily see as loss. I hope someday my codependence proves more fruitful than it seems at the moment. For the time being I have become very good at conversing with my dog over the big stuff, that or writing stuff on here and then deleting it when I realize it’s not exactly something I’d like the rest of the world to see. Maybe I shouldn’t get tattoos.