Last night, I found myself crying before I went to sleep. The last time I did it, I think, was a month ago. I didn't realize it would be that long. Somehow the crying made me feel normal again. I am surviving, and still struggling. I know it won't be easy. I just feel it's not impossible. I know these are not the old angry and hopeless tears. These are wishful and.. and still painful tears of fears.
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