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So these past couple of weeks have been a personal challenge for me.  I have had to decide if I had enough strength to power through the thoughts of giving up and move forward.  I cried for a couple of hours one night.  Just completely empty of all motivation to keep going.  I have always kept going to fight another day.  Last week just this one day, everything came to a head.  I didn't want to go home, I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to crawl in hole.  I sat there and analyzed why I was feeling this way.  Of course while this is happening, someone I care about decides to be honest with me about our relationship.  It wasn't what I wanted to hear.  I am crushed.  It was the last thing I needed to crumble on the inside. Well, I guess I needed exactly that.  From that point, I decided to salvage what I had left of my inner strength and build from it.  One day and one baby step at a time.  What's the worst that can happen?  I become stronger....ok.

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