“How do you feel about that?” she asks me. Her lips seem to be three shades of red between the outline and where the color had worn off through the…
I used to lie awake at night and think about him. I’d wonder what he was doing. I’d imagine what his wife looked like and wonder how…
Motivationdoes not exist in a bottle,in a session, in a day, or an hour.
Start with Part 1, and read a short synopsis of the original book.
a therapy session with ten of…myselves
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I have lived beyond reach, outside of me. Beyond days that chased me down summer beaches; closer to the night, but…