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“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” said Charles Dickens in the Tale of Two Cities, a book I read so long ago that I have forgotten the plot now. But I am currently living these words that I remembered. On the heels of something incredible and miraculous comes something…
On the last day of school, Fiona brought home all of the binders and folders from her entire school year. And I knew to not even ask if she’d like to throw them away just yet. Because it’s too soon. The memories are too clear of those classes and what they and the people meant…
Fear, anxiety, and addiction work together in a hooker and pimp relationship. In order to quell the fear of death or abandonment, an addiction was created to cope. Not the truth necessarily but our primitive brains think it is. The addiction is then an alleviation of the fear of something that isn’t true. Often the…
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