Last evening, while I should have been reading an actual book, I was thumbing through Instagram stories. My brain was hardly registering what I was seeing. But my eyes came to a stop on a story about me. It contained really kind words, words I struggle to believe about myself and my writing still, words I really did need and want to hear. And there, at …
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