It's almost my turn. Choose A, I can talk amongst peers. Choose B, I retain my sense of identity, through silence.
* * *There was a time when life was steeped in alcohol and oddity. There was a time when life was unpredictable and exciting. There was a time when bed was anywhere I fell asleep the night before and waking up was just another
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I'm not an addict. I thought I might be. I don't have a problem with addiction, though. I have a problem with belonging.
I understand this
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