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It's been a minute since I wrote. School has picked up, the social life too. It seems like I've got a lot of demands on my time lately, which is good -- it's always better to be busy than bored. But I also haven't written for other reasons. Imma get real with y'all -- I am sitting here looking at this screen, and I don't want to write. I don't want to write because I'm exhausted and ill. I don't want to write because I'm afraid of what people will think if I write about what's really on my mind. I don't want to write because I don't want my friends who are currently struggling to feel like I don't have time or space for them. I don't want to write because I don't want you to know that I am not perfect yet, even though that's not a shocker to any of you. Or at least, it shouldn't be. It seems like over and over I've been learning that I really, really don't know anything. I don't want to write when I