healing journey
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In a world where our identities are quietly sculpted by every relationship we hold, it’s easy to lose ourselves in the slow erosion of unmet emotional needs. This piece explores what it means to feel like the “common denominator,” to question your worth, and to reclaim authorship over your inner architecture. •• “The Sculptor +
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A tender, honest poem about invisibility, emotional neglect, and learning to love with loose stitches. For anyone who’s ever felt “not enough,” “Sutures” offers recognition—and relief. ••• “Loose Sutures/Golden Repair”by Shelly Moore Caron• I wasn’t the homecoming queen, never glamorous, never seen. I was friends with everyone – at least, on my end of the




