I have come across a number of truly genuine, honest, and inspirational people in my short time on this earth. People who at one point in their lives cared enough to invest their hard earned money, time, effort, and feelings in me. People who sacrificed their own happiness with my well being in mind, knowing full well that I may not truly appreciate their generosity until years later, if ever.

Yet for one reason or another, I have managed to lose all contact with the majority of these people. Some moved on, some passed away, and others were simply outgrown. None have been forgotten.

Maintaining meaningful relationships is something I have always struggled with. Practically every relationship I have ever been in has dissolved before I have become comfortable enough with myself to let those closest to me know how much I value their friendship. There is an unexplainable sense of fear and vulnerability in knowing that your feelings completely over shadow those of the ones you hold dear. There is also an over bearing sense of guilt in knowing that no matter how much you care for a person, your feelings simply cannot match the intensity and passion of their hearts love. I have been on both ends of this equation.

I have spent too much time biting my tongue in fear of hurting others or embarrassing myself. I have experienced too many sleepless nights wondering if things would be different if I had only said.... or done....

Life is too short.

So here I am, laid out in all my flawed glory for the world to see.

These words are the compilation of all the beautiful triumphs and tragedies I have experienced in my life, and I regret nothing.

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