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led astray

January 2013

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led astray

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I can sometimes understand what sent my mother into the realms of mental instability and drinking.  Life just keeps happening, whether you're ready for it or not.  Luckily, I have amazing supportive friends to help me out when the floor disintegrates beneath me.  I count my sister in with my friends because to lump her in with the family is unreasonably cruel and denies her awsomeness and likeability.  I'm sort-of living in two apartments, but not really settled into either.  It feels like a permanent transience, or a transient permanence.  I kind-of have a job, but Not really, nor for much longer.  I'm feeling a bit more stable, but also a little less settled.  And while I am writing this it feels all big and profound, and then I look at the page and it's so small.   

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Indeed. Life keeps pressing onwards, regardless of our feelings on the matter. You've been doing a good job at living in that middle-ground world. It's not easy by any means.