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One of the things I value about my blog – and myself – is that it’s real. I have learned, through years of trauma, how to speak about my raw feelings. And a lot of people can’t handle that. A lot of people ask if I’m okay or say I’m so strong, and although yeah…
The goal of my blog was to nurture and foster my writing and explore creative writing, but it’s kind of hard to do that when I have almost no ounce of creative ability. Sigh.