Yesterday, over breakfast, I told my husband about the “box of fear” and the morning when I realized: I can’t move. No matter which way I turn, there is something blocking me.
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Box of Fear
Box of Fear
Box of Fear
Yesterday, over breakfast, I told my husband about the “box of fear” and the morning when I realized: I can’t move. No matter which way I turn, there is something blocking me.
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