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I'm hoping and praying that everything will turn out alright. Sometimes it's hard to keep faith when everything seems to turn out so wrong. I've got to though, I'll make it. It's just, for so long, my life has been kind of defined in a certain way, and now it's got to be altered. I always had so much faith and hope that anything could work, but maybe I was being a bit unrealistic all along. I don't know. I guess time will tell what's in store for me. I'm thankful for my family more than anything. I trust that great things are in store for me in the future. I've got to start doing more of the things that make me really happy. That's something I've been trying to do for months now, and I feel like I've made a whole lot of progress, but I surely could stand to make some more. I will. I am. This is a really hard thing for me to have to do right now, but I guess I must let go, I'm going to try with all my might, believe me. I don't want to, but for me, I have to I guess. If somewhere down the road it all finds it's way back to me, wonderful, maybe it can work then... but right now apparently isn't the time. That's what I've been told. I've got to believe that now... no more pushing that away. I need to be happy, happier. I just really want to go home right now... my heart is there, that's where I'm needed. But I'm stuck here.