bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
been there and back again. too many thoughts and opinions and hormones get me in trouble.
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7.10.2002
quiet woods
when it's quiet in the woods, it's a quiet that is unlike most quiets. it's like dead quiet. it feels like everyone is asleep except me. i'm up online researching bees to try and get a hike approved by some higher ups. such is the life.
tonight we had a talent show. it was really cool. some of these girls got to go up and sing a song by themselves and they weren't necessarily good but they overcame fears and just did it and were supported for doing it. and my eyes started to tear. it was just amazing thinking about what this camp has done for me. how i've learned canoeing and backpacking and general outdoor skills. and how i've just been able to grow confidence. and i sat back and realized, not for the first time, that everything i was doing this summer was to try and instill the same experiences in other girls so that they could go home and have just a bit more confidence and certainty about themselves.
i couldn't give a rip about the staff. really. they're all adults. they can figure it out.
so i'm content and happy with this job.
but still frustrated at the possiblity that i'm going to be doing this FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. ugh.
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