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And it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of the tunnel is just a freight train coming your way....

So here I am thinking I had it sorted, thinking that I was coping magnificintly and generally just being able to move on from the shit that got me here.. thinking that I was overcoming the whole thing.
And today it's just been a total fucking reversion (if that's even a word)... making me think that perhaps I hadn't quite overcome it, merely just avoided it.
This morning I was so content with where I was. With Daniel and the way he makes me feel, but maybe that's just me ignorning the underlying stuff that seems to remain there.
I don't know.

I just wish it would fucking well go away.

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