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A Silent Suffering (Robin Williams’ Death)

When I was a little girl I was rollerblading with my friend down the street on a warm sunny day. Her father came and told me that I needed to come with him and go home as soon as possible. He drove me home and ...
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Getting Centered.

The weeks preceding my birthday I hate to even say it but I was really struggling with some depression (unrelated to my bday). I despise that word. It makes me feel weak and, frankly, ungrateful. I'm so very bl...