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Lately, whispers have been gnawing, eating at me, just plainly sucking life out of me. Whispers? Yes, those whispers of “what’s the point Donna” or “you’re too old for any useful life” or “you’ll never heal” or “life is only pain for you” or “MOVE! you should be moving, accomplishing” or “God doesn’t really loveContinueContinue reading “Whispers”