Went to the gym this morning, ran into a girl from middle/high school, didn't remember her, OH BUT SHE REMEMBERS ME! -in a bad way of course. I hate to admit it but, before I moved in with my sister's family -as a very young teen where they continued to raise me and would forever change my life, I was a completely different person- NOT a good one either. I know I've changed maybe it's good for me and other people to see that But I still hate the reminder of who that person was That is SOO FAR from who I am today. So living right smack in the "the ol' stompin grounds" Is not really my favorite place to be.