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I try very hard to stay strong. I need to be for everyone else around me. I try not to ask why. I know it is a question that will remain forever unanswered, and I know that if I dwell there I will likely make myself crazy and sink to the depths of despair. I instead ask to be shown the way. What purpose all of this could possibly have is beyond my understanding. I try to not think about it. It's hard to think that there could be meaning in this, but it's harder to think that there is none. Sometimes, I think I make no sense at all. Sometimes I think nothing makes sense at all.
I'm still here, and she is not. That is a truth that might forever haunt me as life goes on. I don't think that's what I should let happen though. I know that it's not what she would want, so everyday I try. Trying, right now, is all I can do.
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