i dunno when i'm going to learn that stephen is (almost) always right (we're talking 98% of the time).
he was concerned about this over a month ago and i waved it away with my pollyanna "everything is fine...these things take time"/hearts and flowers bullshit.
i should've listened to him and gotten this ball rolling then.
maybe we'd have something to show for it.
i never do, though. i persist on giving people the benefit of the doubt and playing silver lining to his clouds, despite the number of times i'm wrong.
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Oh, hell. it doesn't sound pretty, at all. And there's nothing worse than a bad fuck. Really sorry to hear your bad news.
this is one of those times in life you have to accept that you have no control...it's awful, it sucks and it is unfair, but it happened and there's nothing you could have done to expect or prepare for it. File your complaints and contact who you can, expect the worse and hope for the best, then give each other a hug and kiss and remember it's not about the photos...if you had to choose which you still had, your husband or your pictures, which would you choose? I don't mean to be condescending or trite, if I were you i'd be going into freak out overload...I'm just saying when the shit hits the fan in life, all you can do is duck :-( I will keep my metaphysical fingers crossed that this has a happy ending for you...
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