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Oh, I just started reading you a while back, but I thought I would say – you are okay.
Sorry sweets, must be an awful feeling, esp. for someone who wants it so much. :o(
don’t know what to say except my heart breaks for you. i care and just wanted to let you know that.
Aw, HUGS, Meg. Just…HUGS.
and it will continue to hurt, and it will continue to be okay to express that hurt. even if it’s been five months or five years, there will still be part that hurts. there will be parts that love too. and parts that feel joy. as long as you are feeling something, anything, you are doing okay even though it sucks.
Meg, you ARE okay.
You are.
Just in case it’s worth anything, you make me smile every time I make the trip to your blog, and every time I see your name above a comment on mine. I get those little blogspot e-mails that say “Meg” and I rush to open them first, because I don’t want to wait another second to read what you have to say…your thoughts, every wry-self-deprecating-heartbroken-funny-silly-curious-observatory one of them, make every second of your life rich and meaningful.
~Kurt
Oh my dearest. I am sorry. hugs from here too.
I hate that feeling when all of sudden you remember “Oh yeah, I’m upset.” It would be nice to stave thoughts about such things indefinitely.