Sometimes I want to escape. Like sometimes I sit in my home and I totally want to lock myself up in my room and…
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I don’t think we like to admit we’re struggling. I don’t know what made you dare to click the link to read this article.…
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I don’t know how to describe the noise. Sometimes it feels like I’m in the middle of a room full of needy people all…
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I remember. I remember looking around at my house – at the chaos and piles of bills and the doubting of myself – and…
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I want to live a life lived. That’s what I want told about me. Not about a life of fear. A life held back…
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In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf… Read to me, mom? It was The Very Hungry Caterpillar. A…