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By now I should realize that all of the thinking, worrying and fear will inevitably be for nothing… irrespective of the outcome all of this time spent has absolutely no benefit.  I am driving myself crazy and for what purpose… since I am keeping my things to myself, well, with the exception of this writing… in essence Mr. Cute has no idea what it is that I am going through now.  In truth, if he did… would he care, understand…attempt to comfort?  Wait, don’t answer that.  The real point of this writing is for me… to begin to see that