I like to think that mine is a story of resilience, a story of finding a path and a way though, a story about being okay with oneself. I’ve become a ‘collector’. Lately I’ve gotten into items that I like antique dolls, ventriloquist dolls. Sometimes we put them so they’re facing out at the neighbour to scare her, it looks like they’re following her around. They’re a bit creepy.
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