The Station Leave
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Family functions and reunions are fun! Until they aren't.
Let's be honest, would it make Anindita very different from us if she wanted the ground to break open and swallow her up during a family reunion? And by "us" I mean the average middle child of an average middle class family who grew under the shadows of her older overachiever sibling and were kept on a leash by our parents to always act our best. And now we became the social timebomb waiting to go off any minute.
This is for all the underappreciated quite souls who'd rather let their anxiety eat them up than share it in fear of making an mountain out of a mole hill. Let's take a break from looking for the purpose of life and have a heart to heart.
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