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I chose cowardice, and you paid the price for that. I can’t undo that. But I can try to do better now.”
Dr. Reeves let the silence sit for a moment. Then she looked at me. “Regina, what do you need from them?”
I thought about it. About thirty-two years of emptiness, of wondering why I wasn’t enough, of believing the lie that I was the disappointment.continue reading …
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