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Just cried for half an hour - full on crazy howling word-fragments crying - and I don't feel purged and renewed, I feel depressed and just as sad about all the same things, and still very volatile, but like I might be done crying. Might. Temporarily. Stupid New Agey poetic types. Your vague aphorisms incorrectly described my personal experience.
Also, while I know they're the first two posts in months, don't link this one to the last one; the Lego Movie is made of brilliant antitears and does not cause fits of absolute despair. Post hoc sed non proctor hoc.
(EDIT: Propter. I WAS SAD AND SLEEPY.)
Also, while I know they're the first two posts in months, don't link this one to the last one; the Lego Movie is made of brilliant antitears and does not cause fits of absolute despair. Post hoc sed non proctor hoc.
(EDIT: Propter. I WAS SAD AND SLEEPY.)