Mia's Coping Journal
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 19m
Complete, First published Jun 16, 2019
My name is Mia Hernandez and I'm a thirty year old infertile woman. This journal's purpose is to provide emotional relief as well as helping me "cope" through my... situation. I'm coping, coping just fine actually. 

This is the introduction page and apparently my therapist said I had to fill it out, but maybe if I just write my letters big she wont notice that I'm dragging this introduction. Once again I'm coping and I think this is just silly, but hey the professional has spoken, am I right?

 I guess I'll doodle in the corners now.

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Author: Jasmine Talbert
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