It’s very hard to write about yourself, I find.
Until February 18th, 2014, I was a normal person with a standard, but good life. I had amazing friends, the best mother in the world, a great job, some past heart-breaks, and a great cat. There was nothing truly exceptional or unusual about it. I did my best to be a good person, to live with integrity, and not be hypocritical. I was a good friend, mostly, and I enjoyed the world.
On that day, everything was thrown on its side and the world I knew came crashing down around my ears. I am still trying to sort out the rubble.
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