I sit at the table as the support group begins to slowly trickle in, some members looking more worn down than others. I’ve been having a bad day too but I give a supportive smile as some of them grab some coffee from the tray on the table. My tired eyes flicker to the door when it opens to reveal a new member and my face lights up. Welcome! Come sit down, have some coffee. I notice how down you look, one I’m all too familiar with. Would you like to tell us your name?
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