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let me be strong enough;
just strong enough to believe that i will someday be content with the decisions i make.
i would probably sit under the giant, homely, old tree in our garden outside and cry. regret. and then cry some more.
the familiar shade of its leaves would hide me from everyone but me.
but it's okay because i want to be able to stand up later and be okay. and it's okay if i'm only okay for a little while.
just strong enough to tell myself that it may feel like the end of the world right now, but it's not.
and it's not going to feel like this my entire life.
just strong enough to accept that certain things are supposed to make us feel a certain way and that fighting the emotion works only for a little bit.
kind of like an elastic band: the farther you stretch it, the harder it's going to come back and bite your skin.
just strong enough to tell myself, over and over again, when i need it, that i'll make it.
eventually, i'll make it.
and you, my love, will too
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*while i breathe. i hope