Whoops (Part Two)

The riveting sequel you've been waiting for.

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Scream Therapy

The fights were a blessing. I had never had an outlet for pure anger before. As a teenager, I remember taking my rage out by hitting the trees in our front yard with a softball bat (sorry, trees!) But emoting loudly in the presence of another would go against my charter as a woman to be kind, agreeable, cool, and not too much.

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