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Unusual Love Letter

Dear Soul,

Sometimes things just don’t work out. Nothing really bad happened. No one is to blame. You tried your best and… it just wasn’t to be.

It’s ok to be upset about this. To cry your heart out, letting the tears (and snot) flow until your face is a hot blubbery mess and you feel like a squeezed sponge inside.

There’ll be a time when you can step back and look back at things and feel more… balanced. For now, simply mourn the end of something beautiful and allow yourself to grieve what might have been.

Be sad dear soul and let your love trickle down your cheeks.

Love, Yourself.

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A little or a lot. Once or every month. Whatever feels right for you.

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