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when i came back from getting food last night, gal had left a note on my bed. it was about the 5 stages of grief or whatever. i read through it. 

i seemed to be in the depression stage. extreme depression. 

i hope i die before i get to acceptance. 

there's no way i'm ever accepting it. to accept is to forgive, and i'm not forgiving void for what he did, i'm not forgiving myself for what i did.

but the note was very helpful, and it gave me hope. maybe things would get better.

maybe. 

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