What I've learned at the age of 34 is, the hardest goodbye that I've ever experienced is saying it to the person I used to be. He took my happiness, but at least he left a few memories for me to look back on.
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@Lyfis2live I miss the person I used to be, back before I ever tried pain medication, before my injury, before my mental health declined, before I experienced the loss of the love of my life, and before many more things. I was happy and looking forward to my future.