This weekend, I’ve experienced two instances of people inadvertently ripping the scab off of my personal pains of the past. Pain #1 – Me of the Past When I was in early elementary school, I had some emotional issues. I was the kid afraid of change (to the degree that I’d hide under a table … Continue reading Dredging up pain of the past
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