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amykingman Skip to content amykingman Menu and widgets Home About Contact Twitter Facebook Google Plus Github WordPress.com The hardest loss in my life, the biggest heartbreak in my life. This is my first post in a long time now, not because I’ve been too busy or forgotten or for any other reason except I just didn’t know what to say, what to write, what to even feel. Even typing this already hurts, I’ve never put my feelings down in a way I can read and process them. Not like this anyway. It has taken me far too long to do this and I’ve doubted myself, my feelings, the wording of my feelings for far too long now. I’ve held them inside me, keeping the pain inside of me, as if I feel some sort of guilt for them. Like I’ve felt something I shouldn’t. It’s not just being honest with myself, I haven’t wanted to be honest with anybody, I don’t want people to feel sorry for me. This is not what this is about. I don’t want your sympathy or your love and pray...

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