I'm glad that you are having the strength to keep on fighting. Here I was crying, and was trying to tell my mom about it, but had to get her to read instead because I was sobbing too much. After she read it she gave me a hug, and I told her "I don't know why its bothering me so much, I don't even know her". I rarely ever cry for anyone that I don't know (the way I usually see it, every single thing on this earth is suffering at every given time, but each one still has to go on with its own life, just how it is), but somehow it just hit me (and I kept on revisiting this topic hoping that you would post again), one because you been through a lot of crap in your life, everyone has, but here you have tried to turn it around and live better, plus getting to realize yourself as you are supposed to be and then something like that trying to take all that away so soon, its like, why didn't crap like that happen when life was at its worst, then maybe it wouldn't be so bad going out. Made me recall some scary things that happened to me in recent years (vertigo-caused by overexposure to rubber chemicals, kidney stone-thought because of the location of the pain that it was my appendix, recent bad fall-ribs still hurt but thankfully seem to be healing up) where I thought, oh no, I'm on my way to becoming whole, and I'm starting to put my life back together again too, and its about to be taken away from me. I know that you are not okay, but its good to see you are determined to stick with it for at least a little while longer, maybe things will turn out okay, and if not, at least you tried.
