What if I forgave myself? I thought. What if I forgave myself even though I’d done something that I shouldn’t have? What if I was a liar and a cheat and there was no excuse for what I’d done other than because it was what I wanted and needed to do? What if I was sorry, but if I could go back in time I wouldn’t do anything differently than I had done? What if I’d actually wanted to fuck every one of those men? What if heroin taught me something? What if yes was the right answer instead of no?
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Into the Wild with Dear Sugar, aka Cheryl Strayed :: Books :: Reviews :: Paste
relevant to every conversation about allowing ourselves to be fucked up, lately.
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