sad day
6:08 p.m. - 2003-10-15

My aunt died today. She didn't really have a good life. Her father raped her when she was 16. She raised a son...the product of this molestation. She was the most bitter person I have ever met. I cannot say that I would have been different. Her son is in his late 50s, and I don't know what he will do without her. Even though she was as mean as a snake to him, I don't think they were ever apart for more than a few hours ever.

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I am: 37 years old and still ticking

loves: my family and friends

hates: crowds, people who break into your apartment and steal your life

feeling:
peace and happiness