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  • It is funny how we think about our first love. How this brush with our humanness happens. I go back to Jeannie on this. I had what would be considered adult relationships in college but not love relationships. It really does come down to some sort of emotionally maturity to take up this responsibility that is more outside the family unit. Mom dad, brother ,sis etc.
    Having not been allowed to date in high school, as i mentioned before, I feel cheated out of having to deal with the misery of a break up with a group friends or support of co workers.

    It was just me, no one else. I never thought about this till now. We do get battered, but for what? I believe in this. Love matters to me.
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