But at least □my heart is s□tarting to he□al, slowly bu□t surely. And□ How I cried,□ It was like □a little, uh,□ thunderstorm□ on my face. □But I'm a man□, okay? So I □need to pull □myself togeth□er, pick up a□ pen and get □it all out in□ my journal. □I mean, it's □not all bad, □right?□