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I allowed myself hope... I'm thankful for all of the people that wanted to be a part of my life. I don't know if I can do this anymore. I cried out... and I'm all cried out. I don't know what I was thinking. Deaf ears can't hear. Blind eyes won't see. A numb heart refuses to feel. I've been blessed by the support. I didn't form anyone else's opinion for them. Only the truth was revealed. I have not born false witness against my neighbor. I pray that if I have wronged anyone, if I have neglected... may the good Lord cause hearts to be softened. He has searched my soul and knows me. He knows the pain I've carried and that which I did not lay onto others. I trusted my deepest secrets to only two that I loved in my life. I opened and poured my soul into the cup of life and was imbibed. Both of them moved on and one of them betrayed my truth and used it to lay blame on me instead. I loved powerfully and relentlessly. I can't do it again. Nobody can ever again be let in. Again, thank you all.