It takes time for me to get over things and move past feelings. What purpose does it serve? I have so much to be grateful for. I’m very fortunate. Still the thoughts and feelings accumulate while I sleep and when I wake up they are waiting for me all over again. Sometimes it’s Ace that snaps me out of it. Or chanting. Or a phone call from my mom.

I went to kickboxing last night for the first time in a long while. I cried during the workout at some point. Life keeps going. You hafto keep going. There is so much to do. I’ll be ok.