I am feeling much better. I have friends and family who love and support me. I don't need him; hell, I don't even want him anymore. This was all such a long time coming. I'm moving on!
This weekend I went to visit my grandparents in Indiana. It was a pretty good time. The weather was absolutely beautiful, so I spent a lot of time walking around. When my stepdad and I were walking back from dinner, we noticed a baby squirrel stuck on the roof. His mother had jumped onto the tree when she saw us, leaving the baby wondering what to do. We watched for an admittedly lengthy time as the baby wandered around, trying to figure out what to do. Eventually, it jumped up on the tree. It struggled trying to climb its way up the branch to the safety of the tree. Eventually, it succeeded. Its mother comforted it for a bit, then turned around, climbing down the branch to go to the roof again. The baby followed, then changed its mind and scurried back to the safety of the tree trunk. Obviously that day's lesson was on climbing the tree. I found it fascinating to see that lesson being taught. Nature is truly wonderful. I wanted to write the story down, so that I don't forget it.
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