Last night was bad ...

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All I wanted to do last night was just curl up in a ball.

I'd just realised that I was now about the same age as poor old John Crichton had been when he died back in 2002, his life totally unfulfilled. Earlier yesterday I'd helped my next door neighbour out - she'd had some sort of a stroke, and she was worse off than I was. It was heartbreaking to see her being so frail, and so afraid. Her kids, now grown ups, had so many more important things to do than to listen to her.

I missed my bus as she talked to me. I deliberately missed my bus (and she didn't notice), so she could talk to me. So that she could have a few minutes of someone to chat to. (Though, truth be told, I didn't actually let is be known that I was almost as much in need of a bit of human conversation as she was).

I'd had a shakeup this last week, and I really wasn't in the best of spirits. Can't say I'm much better, but I've seen some light, and I'm climbing back up again.

Because as much as I need, I'm needed.

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I think that's one of the reasons...

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...why I've spent as much time as I have online and why I've gone back to school. Yes, the school thing is going to get me a degree or two that will get me somewhere job-wise, but it's also gotten me physical contact with people of shared interests.

So I totally understand. *hugs tight*

And of course, you're needed.

You do realize we're coming up on 10 years next year, right?