*sits*

[major_kerina]

It's strange that there are such days that go from...okay this is it "I'm gonna take care of everything today" and I go in with such energy. I clean the portable toliet for mom seven times with all sorts of mess, throw up once (fortunately near the toliet). I go find stuff mom needs, I get supper. I'm still good. No pain, no problem, I can do all this. I go on and bound out with enormous energy. And yet, it all seems to fall apart in the end and I'm left feeling shaky and like I messed up despite accomplishing what I wanted to. Still, I stand by what I wrote, from a passing word to whatever. *bows my head* Sorry. Edit - Eh, it'll be okay I guess.

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