A Letter From My Cousin
I think about what I used to consider “problems” before I was diagnosed, and I laugh cuz I realize that those problems are absolutely NOTHING compared to what I have to deal with now. The only thing I wish is that I was in possession of this knowledge before I was diagnosed, it would’ve made my life before so much easier and less stressful. So I guess if I have one message for...
Death is absurd. Life is absurd. You know what is even more absurd? Crying over...– http://morethanjustramblings.blogspot.com/
And also because writing about yourself is like stripping down to your Bali bra...– Adair Lara, “Naked, Drunk, and Writing…”
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