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Today, I was asked by my best friend a question that divided my brain in two at first, but became very clear not much after. "Are you the same person you were a year ago?" The answer was clear to me. "Yes I'm still the same person. I find the same jokes funny. And smile at the same things. What I consider my favorite movie, or show have not changed. I still dance around my room, and sing the 80's songs when I have nothing to do. I have the same values, and I'm still the same person". But it was once "I am still the same person" lft my mouth when I realized how wrong I was. I am not the same person. I might do the same things I did a year ago, I might love the same people, and I might believe in the same things, but that's no longer all I am. I have grown so much in this past year that if my self then, and my self now met, they would not understand each other. I have lost, and I have found. I have traveled, and I have have seen so much more than what I was used to. I have matured more in the course of 12 months, than I did my entire life. I have opened my eyes and seen things in ways I never thought I would. A year ago I was a dreamer, I was in love, I was vulnerable, because I'm vulnerable to the core, but I am no longer giving others the power to make me or break me when they want to. They say loving someone is what makes you stronger, but I say, it is losing someone what does.