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    Compassion Fatigue And The Struggle To Go On

    It’s been days since I’ve written anything. No journals, no posts, no novels, no stories. I’ve done little except escape into fiction books of dubious authorship and drink. Oh, and plan a little party for Abel that went well considering how my week had been. Why do I do this? Why is it when I most need to look at my feelings, I ignore my best coping skill? I can’t answer that right now. That is a question for another day. For today, I am feeling sad and scared. I feel like a failure or at least like I’m going to fail. Where’s that magic wand when I need it…