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Hugs to subkarih. I admit that yesterday was "one of those days" - and that today is not yesterday. Accepting that is how we move forward, although sometimes, it doesn't seem so easy or obvious. I admit that it was harder to deal with those days when I was younger, because I would feel like I was trapped, stuck in a loop of bad feelings that I couldn't get out of. They seemed overwhelming, to the point where I would do anything to end it. To make it STOP. It contributed to a lot of the writing I used to use in order to vent; that's how I got into my writing kick. Even then, there would be days when I'd look at that intimidating blank paper and say, "Fuck it, I don't wanna do this.". What really got me over it, and what gets me through it now when the ugly head rears up, is letting myself see things that are bigger than that fear or pain. I let that fear or that pain go by holding on to something else, something bigger than myself or my problems. Sometimes, it's my son. Sometimes, it's my girl. I'm not one to turn to religion, I have beliefs but they aren't crutches; but embracing something and making it more important lets me walk off the dark road, and gets me somewhere closer to back on track. I admit that my girl starts a new adventure today, and I'm excited for her. She's going to be a stirring pot of emotion, so I'll be an anchor for her while she whiles through the bountiful new.
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There is nothing worse than being right. Instead of being right, then, try to be open. It is more difficult, and more rewarding.
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