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01/05/2017

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Victoria Vonstein


Well said. So sad,but so well said.

Lore Taylor

Yes, the monsters are everywhere. Not sure how we can protect ourselves from them... is it even possible? Maybe just knowing and acknowledging that they are there is what is needed to develop the coping skills we need? At this point, I don't know anymore who the monsters choose, how they choose, and why. All I know that it is painful when they do reach out for us. I say my prayers every night. Just like I did as a child...and in a childlike faith I will continue praying to keep those monsters in check. I am telling myself that my son found the peace he was seeking but I am not sure that it's not the monsters talking to me. I think my son should be here enjoying life. That's what would make sense to me but...I have been brutally reminded that my reality may not really be "real"?🤡

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