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i'm in the "woah did that really happen?" phase. no more hurt, no more longing, no more devastation. strangely content, waiting for what happens next but in no rush. enjoying things i didn't notice before. the depression still lingers, but it's faint. it's going to be there for a while until i know what to do with it. every now and then i'm angry but it isn't worth it.