GROWING PAINS • JULY 16, 2026 • 2 MIN READ

How I want to be remembered

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I want those who knew me to say she's funny, kind, but told it like it was, honest, and someone who was caring. Someone who I could talk to without too much judgment, without too much judgment a good listener, fun to hang out with, and obviously there are sides to every Rubik's Cube because there is someone who hates my guts or is probably weird or probably thinks I'm weird. And that's okay. It's fun knowing I could be taking up space in someone's head right now.

Right this second.

Wow, that's taken a turn, but okay, who cares? This is my site, and I can do what I want. I just wonder who's thinking about me right now? Is that self-absorbed, probably? Ok, going back to it. People should think that I was a semi- nerd, that I constantly wanted to try new things in new places. That I was 95% of the time always willing to go out, that I wasn't rude to people who didn't deserve it. I'll try to answer this question again when I hit 30, and my frontal lobe is fully developed.?

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