I have this premonition that I will never be the same old Debie that I was before and that is based on the things that happened in and out of my life. I never thought of becoming like this. However, I'm beginning to understand what it's like to be a grown-up kid.
I still need guidance and support. In other words, I need both of my two sisters to stand by my side but they are so far away. It's far beyond what is usual. I miss talking to them, though we always fight over simple things. Being with them is just like being with my parents again. I miss them a lot.