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Hi.

I'm home.

I... I have stuff, things to say, but not today. Not now. Not until I've thought about them.

I am fine right now, fine in the way where you know you're going to get fucked up in a major way in the near future. I don't think that made any sense, but I don't make sense even to myself right now. Physically I am fine.

I think I'll post later. Like tomorrow. I haven't cried yet.

This is the worst Christmas present ever. It's like when you hear something and it's so odd or out of place or terrible you think "ah, this is a dream. Ok, I'm dreaming. When will I wake up?"

I don't think I'm going to wake up.

please help me