Today is a hard day for me, I started packing up my stuff to move back home. It’s hard for me because I have to leave a town that I’ve grown to love. I have to leave because I need to be somewhere I can be taken care of when it’s time for my transplant. Paul and I have to leave because of me and I can’t stop it. It’s my fault we are in this situation, not by choice but by life itself. Today is one of my bad days, it’s okay to have them and it’s okay to feel the way that I feel because at the end of the day I know it’s what’s best for us. So today might not be my day, but there’s always tomorrow!
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