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Molly My walk to town was hard, not so much physically although it was made a lot harder by the day that I've had but more than anything it was mentally hard. I walked past so many places where homes once stood but now all that was left was rubble and mess. My mind was fogged the entire walk as I thought about everything that had happened over the last two years and tried to figure out where I go from here. While on my way here I walked past people who were living their own hells whether it be heartbreak at losing their home, car, personal and precious items or even god forbid their family or friends. Their troubles are so much worse than mine right now and for that, I feel like I'm acting like a shitty human. I'm here feeling sorry for myself while others have got it so much worse bu