To Live, First We Must Die

How I Overcame What Was Weighing Me Down

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We all carry a burden from the moment we come into this world. As we’re passed from one pair of arms to another, cradled by our caregivers, they look at us, expecting the world of their new little miracle. Even as toddlers, we can feel something heavy forming on our backs, digging its claws into our shoulders. It clings to us — a closely following shadow, a weight on our back…