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I like listening to music. It's constant, it can make me feel good or bad depending on the song, but it's good. I can get wrapped up in it and I can lose myself in it. I'm begining to realize that I'm not going to be okay anytime soon. I mean I go about my days, I do what needs to get done, I interact with people, I go places, but I'm really not okay. I'm just not quite sure of anything anymore. I am trying to do things the way he would have wanted me to... I want him to be proud of me, if that's even possible. That's the most important thing to me. But in order for me to do that, I have to continue living life, and be happy. I don't know if I'm able to do that. I don't want to just go on as if nothing is wrong, or that everything is okay... but everyone else's life goes on, everyone else hasn't changed, and after a period of time people expect you to be fine, and get uncomfortable if you don't act as if you are okay. I don't know. I'm listening to Eddie Money, at least for that.