ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

Unmedicated

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I’ve become somebody I was once afraid of becoming. I am my father’s daughter, and there is so much that, as Indians, we don’t talk about. There is so much of me that I can’t talk about. But call me what you want, that is, if you have something that you want to call me. I need my medication.

It’s possible, in all honesty, for me to forget how difficult it used to be for me to take it one day at a time: and it seems that this is exactly what…

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Hope Rising

Hope Rising

Divorced, biracial woman | 23 going on 65 | Editor for Out of the Woods | I write to heal myself and others | Support me at https://ko-fi.com/aashaanna