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“It’s as though I were living at last in my eyes, as I have always dreamed of doing, and I think then I know why I’ve come here: to see, and so to go out against new things—oh god how easily—like air in a breeze. It’s true there are moments—foolish moments, ecstasy on a tree stump—when I’m all but gone, scattered I like to think like seed…”

William Gass, In the Heart of the Heart of the Country

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Guest Blog Post -- Messy Melissa -- by Melissa

I had this idea to ask a group of adopted people to write the screenplay of their life in 30 minutes. So many of us get overwhelmed by our stories—by past traumas in particular—and getting it “all” down on paper in 30 minutes can feel like trying to put a giraffe in an empty aspirin bottle, but once you do it, you feel like you can do anything. You are the master of your own story.

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Anguish

For a long time, I had confused the deep urge to expresss myself and live with anger or depression or trouble.

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