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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 10:55 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 1:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 4:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:11 pm
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"I just don't like being needy..." she told him almost silently, taking another bite of her food. Or vulnerable, weak, or helpless... she added mentally. "You, Sparky, and Luke are my concerns for now.. She looked away. "I got out alright, unlike the rest of you..."
The rest of you who knew what to do and kept me safe.
In honesty, the girl had no idea where to start on her own coping, let alone the will to confront the events that plagued her mind. The situation hasn't been her fault in the slightest. None of them could have foreseen it. The grief she felt now was survivors guilt of sorts, and that along with the fear of facing such unbelievable turmoil had her mind spinning nearly out of control, unwilling to make it reality.
Quietly, she added, "I didn't even know he needed a transplant..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:31 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 8:53 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 11:46 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 2:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 3:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:08 pm
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