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Back in the full swing of crying, almost as bad as the first two weeks, and I'm talking here again. I feel like I don't want to confide in anyone about how deeply upset I am with Mary's death. I feel like all I would do would be to upset and make them worry about me. I just don't know what to do except keep crying and try to work past the grief somehow.

I barely slept last night, for unrelated reasons, and I should be in bed, but I just indulged myself in looking at every single photo of Mary on Facebook, crying continuously. She was such a happy person and full of life. Just so fucking wrong that that life has been snuffed out.