I made feeble excuses.
I also learnt to allow myself the luxury of emotions.
It's important to burst the bubble of isolation,
to talk to people,
laugh with people.
And cry if you want to.
I no longer have contempt for emotions.
If something hurts me, i cry.
Copiously.
Sod the upper lip.
Although still ached.
Finally over the worst.
Don't be an eccedentesiast.
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