Thought that I would be able to get through the day without having to take it off. But I’m struggling. Taking a break and walking around the neighborhood. So many things going on in my life and I feel like I’m failing all of them. Five years later and still not talking to mom. Not completely unexpected since we both can be stubborn. But to be honest, I thought that I would have caved in by now.
Just tired; of everything, everyone, and especially myself. I wish you were still here. I miss seeing you and talking to you and you just made everything better and made me feel better.
**wiping tears from eyes**. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea before a work meeting
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