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I used to think my story was just the pain.The heartbreaks. The mistakes. The times I felt like I wasn’t enough. I carried them like a name tag: “Hi, I’m the one who messed up. Hi, I’m the one who’s been abandoned. Hi, I’m the one who had to start over too many times.” AndContinue reading “Yes, And… I Am More Than What Happened to Me”