But my mood did improve. I dug down deep into a reserve of
strength which would lift me out of the heap of raw emotions I
had become and found the will to live again. By the end of the
week I felt better and arrived at a plan. I vowed that when I
returned to Charleston, I would begin inventing a new life for
myself, one that would not be a living death, or a waiting game
in which I spent every day awaiting death's arrival. I began a
new journey of self-discovery and hope.
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