that week was this week

This week is usually a tough one. It begins with my father’s birthday and ends with my sister’s. Memorial Day slips in there somewhere too. Usually I get depressed and withdraw.

Some years are worse than others. I would say this year I did okay. Better than most, although still not great. I definitely feel like I am not reaching out. I am just getting through. Sometimes though, I think that is the best you can hope to do.

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