depression
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A few years ago I came to accept something most of my friends and family already know about me — I’m obtuse. I don’t notice what’s going on around me because I live deep in my head, lost in thoughts, lost in my own frustrations and pain, ambitions and proclivities. Even though I possess the
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Part of my zeal for rejoining the world of employment — besides wanting to fight racial in justice while getting paid a living wage — was that I could finally afford to go to doctors and dentists again. As soon as my insurance kicked in, I began booking long put off appointments left and right.
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