There are still remnants of my past life floating around within my psyche. While my past does not define me in a negative way or dictate my actions – it has helped to shape me and change me in ways I never would or could have imagined. Good events, bad events – they were all pushes and pulls in different directions in my life. I can’t say that I’d change anything, though I maybe would have liked to back then. I feel like if I would have changed anything, then maybe I wouldn’t be the same “me” I am today. I remember the child I was, living in Lewiston. It’s easy to be happy-go-lucky when you’re a kid, but not really when you’re a…
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