I've been reading back through some of the old posts and while that poor, young girl was so very troubled, my goodness she did produce some decent writing.
Something happened when Eric re-entered my life: I immediately began to shrink. From the very beginning it was about him. I made it about him. Some part of me still believed that love meant
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Don't get me wrong, I like (to an extent) the social aspect of FB and being able to have group there for stuff that isn't for a general audience.
But here it is quieter, the words are more personal, and over all it means more.
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You'll get there. You've already returned to yourself so much already, gotten so much stronger. This is a safe, cool, dark place, an old and familiar place. You'll get there. You're already through the door and up the stairs, already cozied into the best chair, cocktail and laptop ready to go.
Start with a whisper. You'll get there.
-J
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