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In an instant, control of my life’s narrative was ripped from my grasp. After a childhood fueled by an abiding commitment to honesty, I walked numbly to unlock... Read more.
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It was rage, I can see now, that seemed the best means of self-protection. Like a siren song, rage beckoned me: Shoot me at them so they can’t control you anymore.... Read more.


