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Today was a great day. The first felt a little... ehhhhh.

But I think she was just looking for someone to make her feel less alone... considering her circumstances, the pain...

The second was awesome. So cooperative, undistracted, strong and confident. Burning with hope. We can do this. You can do this! You got this!

Also, both convos had a little bit of humor, haha. The first... she...

I can't say. I can't say, I can't say... I so desperately want to share with someone, share in the joy, the laughter!

But for future reference, if I'm ever rereading my posts, basically this: I've never been more relieved to hear someone say "creepypasta", never laughed so hard at "banana-yogurt", never been so happy to hear "13,5-7, 187".

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Tonight was really tough for two my fellow counselors, though.

I can't say... but 3 hours? And no luck? I fear we lost them...

Pray that Katie will have peace. Pray that Taylor will have peace. Pray that their texters...

I do not know the words...

Let us adore.

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