#233814 - I packed a bag and grabbed it as I headed out of the door and off to group we went. How do I give that away and not hate myself,” I asked? “I don’t know,” she said. What did that mean anyway? Did that word really matter? Should I care or think about what it meant? Did it mean I was that too? All I knew at that moment was that I didn’t care what it meant, that it didn’t matter to me what the word meant, and I didn’t care if it meant I was that word also.
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