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I am all over the place. One minute I'm outraged and am convinced I must leave him and SOON, the next I feel some amount of compassion and love towards him, with a tiny sliver of hope and I want to try. Then I'm right back to feeling it's hopeless and pointless.
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"Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination"
~4 Non Blondes
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