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Ongoing, First published Jan 12, 2013
It was like someone had taken a black marker and had written the word ‘obsessed’ across my forehead for all the world to see. That one word had torn down all of my defensive walls and made me feel naked and childlike. Obsessed. I hated that word.All Rights Reserved
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