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Conversation

As I spill my heart to therapist Leah every Thursday, I feel a pressure building inside me. Every week I stay up late crafting the perfect conversation that will break down all the walls that have built up between myself and my family. But every time I try to start it something gets in the way: one of my nephews is sick, or my mom's tired, or she has a headache, or she needs to go to a meeting. I'm trapped by my own expectations — unable to even have a single normal conversation without it having to be scheduled.










































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