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“Acelynn! Acelynn! It’s time to get out of bed!” I listened to my mother’s shouts coming from the kitchen but decided to ignore them. If I ignored the next shout I’d expect that my little brother would eventually come running in my room with his tiny feet, eager to deliver the message from my mother. I pulled the sheet over my head. “Acelynn!” I groaned. I know mum, it's May 1<...
I had just concluded my final therapy session for the day when they found me. I stood up from my arm chair and outstretched my hand to a much more composed Brenda Farley, knowing it was the last time I’d see her, professionally at least.I was happy to help. In just 1 hour, 37 minutes she’d let go of 51 years of anxiety, depression, physical and sexual insecurities, self-hate and paranoia, all stemming from childhood trauma and subsequent failed marriages.Mrs. Farley stood and took my hand in both of her...
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