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It has been exactly a week.
Going back wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Or maybe I'm all cried out. Or just being optimistic and seeing the pros of this situation. Or digging out some determination and resilience from somewhere and convincing myself that I will survive this.
As long as I hang in there for a few months, find a job and manage my finances well, I will be just fine. After all, up till now I have been happy enough, coping well enough.
... But it's very bad timing that cheerleading is claiming a lot of my money these days.
Sigh.
