Thursday Thoughts on Friday
So, I lived with these multiple rejections as I believed them to be…
…Until one day, I collected the mail from the letterbox. What’s this? A letter for me? I tore it open and read:
…
So, I lived with these multiple rejections as I believed them to be…
…Until one day, I collected the mail from the letterbox. What’s this? A letter for me? I tore it open and read:
…
I remember as a young teenager being upset because my older brother would be invited to parties and not me. I remember standing at the kitchen counter, invitation to my brother in hand and complaining, ‘It’s not fair. I’m friends with them too. Why wasn’t I invited?’
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