I cried. A LOT.
Then I called around for a crisis hotline. Yup, I really needed some support, and I'm not afraid to say it. This led to more crying and eventually getting a bit more of a grip and remembering all that I've learned. Which led to more crying...
Then the ONE person I know in the area called me to ask if I wanted to go shopping at a flea market on Saturday. And sure enough, I began crying again...so, through gasps and tears I explained that I was broke and just couldn't go this time.
Enter more crying...
And now, I'm blogging and am just as calm (although exhausted) as can be.
I KNOW, RIGHT? RANDOM!
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