Bloggy Love Hangover

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Wow…

I was just a little buried in a (not for evil) work-related project all night, and this morning I stumbled across a bunch of really sweet things said about… me?

Bear with me here. I dealt with a whole summer of being called a “monster”, a “liar”, and watching anything nice I ever did for people online get erased like it never happened… with no evidence ever produced, and to anyone willing to listen and chime in because it seemed like the “in” thing to do. (Well yeah, these people fucked me up good, but I’ll never let them know that. But it’s not an easy one to let go, you know?)

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