These days I am doing much better. I live in Canterlot, but instead of hiding from insults, I'm doing what I should have done long ago. I'm seeing a therapist. I still don't trust wheels, and I don't think I EVER will. But I'm not afraid of names as much as I used to be. Not that there's much name-calling anymore.
I never knew how great it would be to be friends with ponies. Princess Twilight has been SO nice and forgiving! First off, she told everybody I wasn't a fraud. And even better, she put her best ponies on the job of my horn. It's fixed! And now I don't have to boast anymore! My sister still sends me things without my horn, though. But I'm not so scared anymore.
There's also this pony named Starlight Glimmer who's a little bit like me, which we can talk about a bit! She definitely one of my favorites. But my very best friend is by far Pinkie Pie.
So far, she's the only pony who knows about my sister and childhood besides Celestia. Sometimes, something will trigger a flashback, and I'll have some sort of breakdown. But Pinkie Pie is always there. I'm openly crying and sobbing, rocking back and forth. But never once does she laugh. Pinkie is such an amazing friend! They all are.
I'm finally moving past my old life, I think. My sister is still with me. I see her in every scary, mean, or wheeled thing I pass. But she can't hurt me anymore. I can see that now.
I think it's time I stop dwelling on my past.
Yes, my past does not define me, 'cause my past is not today.