Red Rot

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Something I should forget

I cried tonight going over the Zakim bridge. I was riding along to pick up Ted from the airport and couldn't hold it in. Big tears ran down my face while Jourdan talked to me and offered me tissues in the backseat.

I get hurt easily. I'm afraid of this transition, afraid of picking up where I left off and reassuming the feelings I felt last fall. I can't sit with how sad the last few years have been. And it hurts to think I might be worse for it. A friend recently told me he wouldn't want to marry someone as sad as me.

12:35 a.m. - 2013-04-22

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