After the usual ups and weekly downs, the anticipated heartbreak and a fewnice meals. The thinking of (the wrong) him a little too frequently for my own good and resolving problems n the related heart department. Being told what and how to do once too often, being scolded (intentionally) misunderstood and not having had the chance to cook,...
Well it's a long list and despite it, I'm still reasonably stable and contented. It may not last, but this I know: neither will the bad times.
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