You offered to be my punching bag when
all I wanted was to hit something.
But you make a far better sparring partner or a coach. I didn't expect to have
you in my corner when I'm curling inwards, crawling away, trembling from fear or rage
or sometimes both. But you're there. Picking me up,
bobbing and weaving, and rolling with the punches.
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I've had more than a few days lately when all I've wanted is to scream and throw things at the wall. But I'm so grateful, to have people in my life who talk me off that ledge and help me fight through the frustration. People who love and support me regardless of how shitty my day might have been.
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