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torn

What if. What if. What if. What if.

Wounds heal. Especially small ones. Will you understand? Will you forgive what doesn't need forgiveness? Why does doubt creep up on me at just the wrong time? Why do I even second guess myself, and why am I so concerned. I feel so selfish.

I'm sorry for all the questions

Posted by Jen on Monday, January 17 at 10:51 PM |

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