Last year I raised my family above poverty for the first time. A few years prior to that I: -Had fleas -Had feral rats in my home -Was on food stamps -Ate food the gas station threw away -Had a family member abducted and raped by a crime family’s son Been a long road.
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Wherever you’re at, if you’re struggling or lost or afraid or even if you have fleas, there’s a way through. It may be damned hard work, but life exists on the other side. Don’t ever stop.
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When I was young I believed I had to earn love by being perfect. That I was unworthy of people helping me. I worried everyone would abandon me. I healed, clawed my way out. I became a therapist to help others. And I wrote this guide for insecure people:https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07S33YGJZ/
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I’m honored to be a part of your story brother
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It’s a brutal road, but keep walking.
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