Coming back here on Gaia and looking through my journal after all these years -
I'm a lot older now and sad to see that a lot of my spark and innocence and fascination with life has died. This is not where I wanted to be - but I am tired after years of arguing with lovers and many disappointments. Constant physical pain of migraines, and the nastiness of adults and the way they always judge you. It doesn't *feel* that long ago.
children are so innocent - i wait only until the time I can be a mom and help make a good life for someone.