September 2010
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Dear Self
Emily,
Stop it. Stop. The world doesn’t hate you, it’s just your uterus. You don’t need to cry because that cashier wasn’t as polite as she could have been. It’s not a sign that you need to stop living. Your parents don’t wish you were never born. That episode of Buffy wasn’t really the most touching piece of art you’ve ever seen. Your uterus...
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