When You Can’t Be the Person The Internet Wants You to Be
Felicia C. Sullivan

So much you wrote, I could have written. We (my mom and I, and I’m so sorry you lost your mom) are going to be OK. It was shit there for 7 months. Nervous breakdowns are shit. Real shit. But I did the work and we made it, by the skin of our teeth. I started a new job today. It will probably be fantastic. I’m lucky and blessed.

I wish you all wonderful things, but most of all, peace.

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