Heres why I wouldnt take it back for anything.
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Still raising an eyebrow?
Allow me to explain.
I had some bad luck in my thirties.
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First, I never noticed the tick that bit me during a visit to Cape Cod.
By the time I surmised one must have, I had a late stage neurological Lyme disease diagnosis.
Similar to Lyme disease, I fought C.O.
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poisoning without Western medicine, using practitioners only for diagnoses, and made a second complete recovery.
I also had a beautiful sense of life purpose.
Heres how that unfolded.
Lyme also ravaged my brain (though less than the later C.O.
I identified strongly with my lithe body and quick-thinking brain.
It took a considerable amount of self work and humbling to become someone I could be proud of.
I identified strongly with my lithe body and quick-thinking brain.
Since childhood, Id wanted to be a writer.
Accordingly, I gave up on writing for a living by my late twenties.
No one is born perfect, and no one will likely ever achieve perfection.
That exercise makes some people teary.
Inevitably, one of those teary people is me, every time.
