I was sent away. As much as I fought it. The fat drops of tears glide on my face, it doesn’t matter. There are seasons, you know. And when one thing ends, when it dies, a person must move on. He hasn’t told me that this is the case. But I’m a smart woman. He…
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“You never seem depressed.” That’s what my boyfriend said when I told him about Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade’s apparent suicides. I confronted him with the fear that one day that would be me. Yeah, I never seem depressed because I learned to pretend like it’s all good. Like I have my shit together. Like…
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