VALIDATED EXISTENCE

As I stand in the hallway, lined with the doors of my life, I hesitate. Each door hold a truth and a lie – sometimes several.   Am I ready to face all of this?   A wave of fear washed over me, prickling from head to toe. This is my life – every precious memory of love, every terrible moment of deceit.   I look down the length of the hall. Each door is different in color and design, and every handle is uniquely its own. Some resemble office doors, other bedroom doors. A few lo

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