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It's Wednesday, March 17, 2004. The good news is I'm doing okay. I'm teaching students at a wonderful school, and though I don't have a lot of material possessions, I'm on my way to finding happiness.
The bad news is that the story of "me" is not an entirely a happy one. I started writing this journal last June in an attempt to deal with a lot of bad things happening in my life. The purpose was purely selfish... self-therapy... dealing with issues and feelings and trying to survive.
The reason I'm inserting this page here is that often people don't wish to be bothered with bad news, and especially so when in the form of very long stories. If you're one of these people, good for you! I won't bore you with the gory details of depression.
Please feel free to continue digging into my journal, selecting one of these two options:
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