Epilogue

For me, this is medicine

What some call rock bottom he calls a doorway

All the women in me are tired

What world are we trying to build?!?

What if the cure is touching grass

Embodied

Not the person anyone wants to be

It's a very ritualized, precious routine

You do not have to be good

I was giving spectrum!

Prescription drug revolution

I just felt like this terrible thing...

I felt too seen. Um, dragged.

She said you keep choosing the pain.

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