One week before my twenty-ninth birthday, the love of my life broke up with me. The pain of it was agonizing, heart-stopping. I could not think. I could not eat. I could not sleep. I could not breathe. I expressed and released pain, anger, denial, guilt, sadness, and on and on, until I exhausted myself. […]
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The Soul Medic