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I have ashes on my forehead. I gave up self pity for Lent and it's already some what difficult but I'm going to try my hardest, cause I figure it'll be good for me in the long run. I don't think that last sentence is self pity. I'm worried about my Grandma, she's getting worse. Dementia kicking in and it's taking a toll on my family. I keep thinking how hard this has got to be for my Mom. I hope things get better.
I hope that doesn't count as pitying myself or else I'm clearly going to need some help with this.
I hope that doesn't count as pitying myself or else I'm clearly going to need some help with this.