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There are days when emotions rise like storms—loud, unruly, and uninvited. Sadness creeps in like fog, anger crackles like lightning, shame slinks in silently and settles in the gut.
And we wrestle.
By Tracy MoxeyThere are days when emotions rise like storms—loud, unruly, and uninvited. Sadness creeps in like fog, anger crackles like lightning, shame slinks in silently and settles in the gut.
And we wrestle.