thoughts
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Its never just one roach. A few days ago a friend and I took our sweater-clad dogs for a brisk walk around our neighborhood. A good walk is one of my favorite activities and walking with someone who’s company I enjoy helped offset the sting of my nose and cheeks in the frigid temperature. She
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This morning, I am remembering myself. If you’ve struggled to balance your mental health, you have firsthand experience with a varied sense of self. At the moment of your lowest low you are still yourself, but you are also not you. You are some sadder, more lifeless copy of you, desperately scraping back toward the
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