Thursday, June 26, 2025

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 It was a very painful day. I don't think I have felt this much heartbreak in a long time. It is amazing how I got through the day. But now I don't know how I will get through the night. Warmed up the tea and it is sickeningly sweet. I actually put sugar now and not the stupid Stevia. But I want to make coffee now with Sugar-free. My mind is really numb and I am quite surprised that my hands are not trembling. Sometimes the capacity of the body to manage and regulate itself is fabulous. 

I have still a lot of client feedback to incorporate. I should quieten down the mind and heart and carry on. 

But it has to be said. I feel defeated. Maybe I am.

Maybe that means that the war is over.

Maybe that means that I'm still not ready for the battle that continues.

Still - 100 more days remaining. We will 'soldier' on. 

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