When you fall, get the **** back up

There’s one thing about shame which completely kills it. Sharing it. Shame thrives in the shadows. Let it out and it dies, pathetically, like the Wicked Witch of the West screaming “I’m meeelllllttttiiinnnggg.” And sizzling into a puddle. So. Story time about some huge mistakes I’ve made. It was January 2016. I had spent a […]

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