I’m Not Going to Do This Anymore
It’s my own damn fault. Unless you’ve been sleeping through the last several months, you know that big changes have happened around here on this platform. I freaked, I stressed, I went down a little rabbit hole of despair, but I’m done. If this place is going to be different, I’m going to be different too. Here’s the new me.
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There are several decades of my life that I would love to send sailing off a cliff into a fire pit of serpents, but perhaps none so galling as The Teenage Years. Do you remember how hellish this was? It was the only time in life when it was considered perfectly normal to exist in a state of constant confusion, pit sweat, and the scent of Victoria’s Secret body spray. I never knew if people liked me, hated me, or if I should even care about either option.
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