Growing up, I was taught that boys don’t cry. So I swallowed my feelings. Bit my tongue. Made myself the safe space for everyone else, but never for myself. Because I saw the pain behind the masks people wear. And I wanted to fix it. I wanted to be the person they...
Reconnection isn’t dead. I know it feels like it sometimes. Because we’re more likely to send heart emojis than handwritten notes. Because it’s easier to swap voice memos than carve out time for a real conversation. Because everyone is too busy to schedule a meetup...
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