From the moment I was conceived, my life has been about loss. Before I was born into this world, my twin was taken from me. The one who would have been beside me as a friend, a companion and a rival.

There has never been a time when I haven’t felt his absence. And that set the pace for the years to follow. Family, friends and lovers.

In my 30 years of life, only in the past 2 have I really begun healing from it. I have changed, grown and been made new. I’m proud of who I am today and of all the blood sweat and tears it took to get here.

Not so long ago I lost everything I had. Health, money, home, love and even my sanity. My health is improving.

My money is steady and more than adequate. I’m still looking for a place to call home, but I have my own place. So that works for now. Love is in my future, I can feel it.

And while the love I lost is irreplaceable, it’s behind me. My sanity, well I’m as sane as everyone else. I still struggle with mental illness as so many of us do, and I’m handling it in a healthy way.

I’ve come to understand that loss is a part of life and I no longer fear it. I understand what it means to really let go. Took me 30 years, but I learned.

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