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Day 6

Today I awoke with a song in my heart. At 0824 the song died. I lost a coworker to an automobile accident. Depression settled on me. I confessed to another coworker recent suicidal thoughts. He and I cried together.

My head hurts my eyes are tight but I am not in full depression. I am about to get my teenage son from after school program. I shall hug and love him. He will wonder why? Yet I know how blessed I am.

Whew. The good of the day is I have cried but I am not down and out. I shall attend the events planned for the weekend, my mother insisted. I shall start phase two of getting fit Sunday. Phase two is staying focused under pressure.


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