the act of writing

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I find it so difficult. Confrontation, self-awareness, transparency. These secret anxieties. I have hit a wall. Even therapy scares me. Living terrifies me. Growing older makes me panic.

Not seeing my daughter for weeks at a time has put out a light in me. I try to make sense of it, but there is no fight left. He has taken from me the best of my

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[moonatic_]

This breaks my heart. But I know that no one and nothing can take your daughter from you.