I have frustrating story to share with all of you. I joined this sight, the night before last, scared, and wondering if anyone would actually care. I poured my heart out openly, not knowing what to expect, and hoping for some sort of motivation to get my life back in order. Later, during my sleep, I woke up for a pee break, and decided to check the computer. I was delighted to find that I alreay had three very compassionate reaponses. I was so excited, and motivated at the fact that these people, who did not even know me, actually made the effort to read my profile and respond to me. I felt so great that I decided in that moment that later, after work, I was going directly to the gym I had quit last year, and rejoining. Feeling great, I headed back to bed, but on my way there, something snapped in my ankle. Somehow I sprained it. You can probably imaging the nasty words that were going through my head!!!
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