When do you really know that an era has died? Is is at the downward slope, the revolution, or maybe when the next era is almost over? Wow, ma filles! Over a year and I find myself a changed person. I feel like shit for everything I have done, and no matter what, those bridges can never be rebuilt. If only my darling Charlie could read and believe this. The fact that I stomped on everybody does not leave my mind, but I have found a peace, so to speak, and her name is Beatrice Lynn. My daughter. She is over a year now, her birthday being May 29. Surprisingly, I am in California at the moment, but Im visiting with Bea. I have my own house in Boise, Idaho with my husband and our roommate(I kid you not) named Jesus. Life is great. I got off the pills after I went back to Boise, when Bea was 6 months old, and havent touched them since. Drinking, however, has slightly replaced that. But beings as I only have a beer here and there, I think its alright. I wish someone would respond to this, though I doubt it. I am so out of touch with everybody here, and yes...it was my own doing and now I hate myself for it. I find myself wandering, remembering happy times, but there is no one to share those memories with, and they end up weighing me down so far, that I am almost depressed/nostalgic. I hope whoever should read this finds that I am not the same person I used to be. To be perfectly frank, I have grown up. <3