I think I'm feeling a little better.
It wasn't the support group stuff that messed me up. It contributed, but it was something that happened later that night that really just made me not want to exist. So, I mostly didn't for a day. I won't lie: I was hoping for much longer, like maybe even forever, but here I am.
I know I'll be fine.
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