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Yesterday I was to Beth’s. I got derailed. I had to stop at the house before the final bit of travel. I’d left one or two things there I needed. When I got there He was there. I did what I had to do and shattered. He was so happy to have me gone it was sickening. I smashed – I died. I cried on the porch for an eternity of pain.

He showed his concern by calling someone to take me away.