In the end, you really only have yourself. As I continue to breathe on the planet, it may seem that "others" are there inhaling and exhaling right along with me. The reality is, it's just me, and that sad fact is less obtuse the longer I survive. I'd like to believe that it is otherwise, that sharing is happening (and maybe it is, and I'm just oblivious to it), that I am not as outside as I see myself, but the world grows around me as I shrink within.
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You're not as outside as you think you are...
But there are some things, as you and Barbra have said many a time, that your child must go through on her own.
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