I was recently tricked into admitting that I believe in myself.
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A Fine Line
Plagiarism is generally considered unwise and dishonest.
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I picked the wrong time to stop believing in myself.
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When I was about nineteen, I got the words “try harder,” tattooed on my left wrist.
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I realized I’m writing a novel about healing from trauma.
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Yes, I have memories. Yes, they make me insane. I drive in circles through my neighborhood. I see people I know in strangers’ faces. I walk through a fluorescent convenience store. You know how it is.
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My hands are blue. So is my hair. My parents are going to be thrilled. Luckily for them, the dye will come out in one wash.
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Why did God abandon me? Where is God? I thought as I cried during church yesterday morning.
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Books like The Perks of Being a Wallflower and Looking for Alaska shaped my adolescence. Filled with pithy quotes that appeal to angst-ridden teens like I was, they provided an escape from the depression I felt in high school.Â
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