Last week, I wrote about my life as a room with no door. It sure was a terror living my entire life as a room with no door, but I found ways to survive. I learned how to fake it.
I learned how to act like I had options — something to keep the insides in and the outsides out — some structural integrity, or at least a sliver of it. Eventually, I found ways…
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