One week.
It's been one week and I worked one day, Saturday. Now on Monday I attempt to intergrate back in to normal life. I'm the best repressor I know but I don't want to repress this. I also don't want to cry all the time but that's just how it goes.
I hadn't even thought of what the holidays would bring until a customer mentioned it. Slow process but my outlook only seems partly cloudy. I would feel better if physically the weather outside was a huge storm and it was raining. I need that.
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