things are hard here right now, really hard. I called T six times today. I'm pretty sure that's a personal record.

Anyway. The last time I talked to her, I was out on my balcony and telling her what had happened in the last hour since I talked to her, and she was talking to me about how I'm getting through this, how what I'm doing IS how to get through it. I started to cry and T said "it's okay to cry. It's okay to let it out. Right now, take a moment to cry and let it out. Just hold onto the phone and cry, and I'll be here, ok?"

And I did, and she was, and it helped.