I still have shame about this more than anything else. These days I try hard to show up for people and remember their important days and what’s going on in their life, but I used to be awful at this. You’re right, it takes courage to be loved, and trust, and I never had much of either. It’s hard when there’s this toxic, evil voice in your head narrating the worst version of every moment to you all the time. That voice remains, but there is another voice now, a kind one, and so it helps me move in the direction of love, trust and courage.

Also, sparkling water forever.

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Author, educator, truth-teller. Writing my way to freedom or thereabouts. Talk to me @cjflood_author. www.chelseyflood.com/beautiful-hangover She/her.

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