I had become complacent

“I had become complacent. Manipulating relationships was my sole means of survival.”

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my story grew heftier

“my story grew heftier, full of confusion and grief. It became second nature for me to practice and recite my lines for my dramatic sob story. My fishbowl was filled with murky water and I had become so accustomed to it that my clarity was absolutely distorted.”

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My busyness eventually caught up with me

“My busyness eventually caught up with me. When my world stopped spinning for a moment, I realized my productivity didn’t have much to show for itself. My forward began to rotate backward. And, my band aid had finally started to lose its stickiness.” .

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The cadence of my heart harmonized with my feet…

“The days of burying my head in pillows, sobbing my life away were over. Climbing steep mountains of various grades developed into my greatest drug of choice. The cadence of my heart harmonized with my feet pounding up and down the dirt paths and desolate country roads, always pulling me…

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