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Learning about my own love language. Learning to speak to myself is both a marvel and a mystery. I am the first and last of my kind, yet I am not magnificent by any means. What a wonder it would be if I taught myself to not need anything that I could not give myself. What a wonder it would be to look up and never back.

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30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.

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