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Jessi Sep 2020
Hope and Hate are both four letter words.  

So how do I teach my son which one to believe in, when every day brings a brand new story on the news about police murdering another person who looks more like

Me than they do like Him?

Especially when I’m not sure myself.
Jessi Aug 2018
on the days
where I remember why I hate me the most

it helps to stand up long enough to do my brows.

because if I can focus that long, and stay on my feet for those fifteen minutes at 7:10am then I know that I will be strong enough to make it through the day.

it does not always work, and sometimes, I collapse halfway through the right one and crawl back to bed.  but three years ago, I couldn't even get to the mirror in the morning.

I think that's something.

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