I am, should I say we are because it's not just me, in full-blown coping mode. We are coping. There is startlingly little that's sexy about coping, I'm afraid. It's not particularly pleasant.
I don't want to turn the blog into nothing but my emo shit, so I'm not going to. I know that people don't mind, but I mind. If I've got nothing fun to talk about, I'd rather not talk about it.
I'm fine. I'm coping. Thank you for your thoughts and words. I just don't feel like anything is real at the moment. It's kind of weird.
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If you are coping together.
If you are building on each other's strength,
If you strenghten each other's weakness,
Then you are not coping,
You are growing.
You are in my heart.
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