Guilt swoops in as suddenly as a summer storm, an overwhelming fury of attacks and accusations hellbent on capsizing security and pushing us even further into a sea of increased doubt. I’ve fought against guilt my entire life; my constant companion, the little voice whispering and sometimes yelling, reminding me of my failures, my strongholds. Guilt, ra…
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