I Cried for Compassion and Found it in a Rock
A True Account of the Communications That Transend from Beyond Death
The hardest words I have ever had to say were, “I’m not okay”. I thought it was just the aftereffects of quitting drinking and learning to live sober, something that would simply pass with willpower and time.
I wasn’t necessarily wrong in my suspicion, but I wasn’t giv…
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