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I cried today trying to detail why a dumb book was written (Munsch's Love You Forever...you have been warned). Two weeks ago, Shannon would have been 13. Vibrant, bright, and a teenager.
I felt nothing. I was too numb.
The medication that flattened my emotions is leaving my system. I know it's weird to call a day where I will possibly be weepy a good one, but it is.
Today is a good day.
I felt nothing. I was too numb.
The medication that flattened my emotions is leaving my system. I know it's weird to call a day where I will possibly be weepy a good one, but it is.
Today is a good day.
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