Don't know what's going on inside of me, but I'm so emotional today. Everyone is gone and I'm back from doing laundry and well, crying. I think it's the realization that I am in a precarious place: Doing what I need to do and accepting the fact that not everyone will understand it and that I must just keep going on.
It's a good cry. I guess I'm learning to turn away from fear and dive in. There's a scariness to risks, though, and only those who come out on the other side understand it. I am crying because I understand this.
I am home.
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