Every conversation with him was like war. The walls of this house felt like bloodied trenches. How rapidly you can wound the other if the right words are uttered in carelessness.
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The other day someone asked me, "what's your source of power?" And without hesitation I answered, "my future self.” I owe it to her to do the work, show up, be present, dig deep, ask uncomfortable questions, learn, and constantly edit my identity with every conversation or realization I have. She deserves everything and I'm going to give it to her.
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Others presented her with gold necklaces, diamonds, and rubies as red as her heart.
He offered her something far more precious, a handmade gift amongst synthetic bribes—devotion in its truest form.
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