So, as soon as I saw this task, it struck a cord with me. And I got to thinking, "Just what can I destroy?" You see, I've moved twice within the last 9 months. Because of all my moving, I have either thrown a lot of my stuff away, or it got sold at a garage sale. So I really had to put a lot of thought into this. At first, when the idea struck, I was very adamant with myself. I told myself no. But then the idea grew on me, until I finally had the courage to go through with it.

You see I changed a lot after the move. I grew. But some things change you, forever. This came in the form of the boy I love breaking me, for my best friend of all people. No, I'm not posting this out of malice. It's fact, and has a lot to do with the back story. My summer was a very dark time for me. But then, things got a little better.

I met another guy, I got back to school, life moved on. I learned that yes, I could live without boy #1, that yes, I could love someone else. I learned how to better communicate, how to be truly intimate with someone, and how to just worry about the here and now sometimes, rather than the future. I became less stubborn, less immature, less argumentative, and less controlling. I also learned to improve my relationship with my family.

But, things change. Things with the new guy were deteriorating, home situation got worse, and my old feelings persisted. I missed my friends and family, and I wanted to try again with the first guy. So I moved back.

Because of my feelings, I couldn't bring myself to throw away anything from the boy. I kept it all. Notes, drawings, silly little things. I was clinging too heavily to the past. You see, I do want that guy back, but I've embraced my changes. I don't want him because I miss how things were. I don't want it to be that way again. I want things to be new, different, more mature.

And so I went up to my special drawer, and pulled out all the old notes that I still had. And I burned them. Because I'm done clinging to the past. But you see, the destruction of these notes is only a small part of what has happened. It was simply the representation of my destruction of my old self.

And so SF0, you have been witness to a personal break through. Anything I have said was not said to guilt trip or accuse. I simply said it so that maybe you all can see just what this task did for me. Thank you SF0 for making me really think about things.