"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
Abridged version of my pain: I have had a hard life. I won't sugarcoat it. If you're familiar with ACE scores, mine is 7. When I was 7, my parents divorced. When I was 10, my dad remarried. When I was in 7th grade, my dad called the cops on my mom, she was arrested... Continue Reading →
I was such a COVID denier at first. I remember a friend and colleague wearing a goofy sweater on March 17th. It's her "Last Day of School" sweater. I told her, "Oh please, I'll see you in a couple weeks." I really believed we would be back to business as usual after our spring break,... Continue Reading →
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