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I imagined this. . .the whole thing, and after the conversation was over, I stood up to leave, she reached up for my hand and I just recoiled in terror. I left her. Left her sitting on a beach somewhere.

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(((((((((GRACEY)))))))) Oh my gosh. You must've heard terrible lies about yourself to believe you are anything but wonderful and amazing and loveable. I do not know you and even I can tell this about you. How is it that we turn our backs on ourselves just because others have done so often? We come to believe the lies that we are worth nothing to anyone. It is very sad but not hopeless. One day you will learn to even play with the child on the beach. I did. It took many years and I'm still working on it but where there is life there is hope.