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After long last, a breakthrough. A compromise. Hope. A declaration that I am not alone in this, that I have support.
I'm still so tired, though. Worn out, drained, bereft. This did not, I assure you, hasten my getting-well in the least bit. But at least there is, at the moment, hope. I am less alone than I was, with less of an obligation to do it on my own. The drastic steps did not need to be taken. I can move forward, no longer trapped in this stinking bog that sapped my energy and will. My expectations, thrown like pearls, have been, at least, met.
It's a little demon, hope.
I'm still so tired, though. Worn out, drained, bereft. This did not, I assure you, hasten my getting-well in the least bit. But at least there is, at the moment, hope. I am less alone than I was, with less of an obligation to do it on my own. The drastic steps did not need to be taken. I can move forward, no longer trapped in this stinking bog that sapped my energy and will. My expectations, thrown like pearls, have been, at least, met.
It's a little demon, hope.