I shouldn't be dancing around my apartment, I should be feeling Bad.
But if someone were to ask me, "How are you?," I'd say: I have been fighting for a very, very long time.
Today I am finding my stride.
What to do? I have never felt so comfortable sock-ing my way across the floor...
My family is coming together, I have the Best Friends in the world, my work makes sense to me.
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