Life Is Not Good

I wish I could go into the details and pour my heart out, but I can’t. Someone I know would feel his privacy had been invaded. To say life is not good is an understatement. Things are rapidly falling apart on me and I don’t know how best to cope anymore. So, I’m pulling in, being crabby and getting through the day a well as I can. Not really the way to do things, but it’s my defenses kicking in.

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  1. Leslie said

    ((((HUGS))) I’m so sorry Jess! Give me a call if you need to too.

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