It will all be fine. Of course it will, I have a beautiful three year old daughter how can it not?
Fuck my leg hurts; there is a knot in my tummy. I want to cry, I can't cry even though my nose prickles.
Breathe, breathe. Breathe as if into a paper bag and be calm.
It will all be ok, things always are, eventually.
Breathe, relax your shoulders and just breathe.
I have the attention span of a gnat today. Or maybe I am doing the gnat an injustice; maybe a gnat read a whole sentence in one go.
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2 comments:
It's bound to fill up your head like nothing else. Yes, it will be fine, I believe this.
Just wanted to let you know someone on the other side of the world is thinking about you. It sounds like you have a fight on your hands, and I hope you are given all the weapons you need.
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