My communication skills have always been the star pupil of my skills. On paper, that is. On paper, I’m capable of writing intelligent comments, posts, and retorts that even surprise and impress me when I go back and read them
I look back at all of this as a twisted blessing. Each incident added another brick to my wall. I
Looking back, my extreme self-absorption shielded me from a world of pain. I’m selfish. Because I struggle to connect with the outside world, my
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Family also leaves an imprint that is difficult to erase. My mom is the second youngest of nine–seven siblings
My family has a thing for knives. It all started when my Aunt chased her sister down the street with a butcher’s knife, a natural reaction to newspaper theft. Her third grade teacher sent her home with a newspaper with