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“Throughout the day I would take breaks in between class and sit in my car to release my emotions, either through crying, screaming at the top of my lungs in anger, or singing (sometimes all at once) until my voice would be gone.”

This is the first time I’ve publicly displayed this dramatic experience my family and I went through.  In fact, his is the first blog I’ve ever written.

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