Oh, this year. What a year. There are good years, but are there bad years? Sure, depending on how you look at it. I won’t call this a bad year. You know why? It pushed me harder than I thought I could be pushed. It stretched muscles that I didn’t even know I had. I’ve dealt with anything…
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*taps mic* Is This Thing On? Learning to Finding My Voice Again
I used to write. I used to write so much. I don’t know what happened, but I turned into somewhat of a mute doll. Quite and pretty, speaks when spoken to; I sit and stir patiently waiting to pipe up. I sit and wait to have my turn. I sit and wait until it’s screaming…