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[holly_evolving]

Well, we talked. Things aren't as bad as I was afraid they were, but still he kissed her. I can't picture anything else and I keep feeling sicker. I just love him so much, I don't know what to do. Every time I listen to the radio, something makes me cry. I didn't sleep well, although the aerobed was way more comfortable than the knockoff tempurpedic. Still, no bed will be comfortable. He's not in any of them.

The work counsellor was out yesterday; I'm calling again today.

Once I get my food, I'll have everything back out of my mom's.

I hate moving. But I'm glad I have somewhere to go.

Comments

[polyemtgirl.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you still feel shitty, but I'm glad the aerobed was at least comfy...

I know Shawn told you last night, but feel free to put stuff on the shelves in the bathroom and in the lil cabinet thingy above the toilet and in the medicine cabinet, the shower caddy, etc... Our apartment is your apartment and I want you to feel like you really live there and arn't just a guest...

**BEAR HUGS**

C-ya later

[wolf-nd-shadows.livejournal.com]

Hang in there. The real trick to this is not to make the pain go away, the pain is our struggle, and it's our struggle that defines us. Whatyou need to do is tell it, "I know you're there, but I will carry on." eventually sleeping gets easier. You'll get through this.