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So., I left my house last night before he showed up to pack more of his things. I couldn't deal with an encounter with him, and didn't want to get sucked into any conversation about his mother, so I left. I am working on protecting my boundaries and happiness.
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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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