I swear, not to God, but to myself, that the last couple of months have been pure hell. I've had to hold my tongue, watch my actions, be a lady, bulk up, be a door mat, cry to get my way, work my ass off, and stay true to myself all at the same time. I've experienced so much, and I'm thankful, but I'm unsettled. I am a firm believer that
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