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my children, my family, my friends, all think he's been working 3rds for the past week. I've no one to talk to about this besides his mother. After that Congo last night, and everything I've discovered this past week, I've been asking myself that exact question. I feel 100 emotions a day. I feel lost more than anything. Heart break and heart ach I've known all too well in my time... but this is different in so many ways. I border sometimes between the brink of tears and numbness. I don't yet know how to cope with this.... so I came to find a place where others might understand what I'm going through.