I used to be a vibrant woman with friends and a social life. Growing up the rich daughter of a real-estate tycoon had guaranteed I’d been surrounded by people. There was rarely a day spent alone. I used to thrive under that kind of attention, but once my mother died, I realized how many of those friendships were opportunistic—only out to reap the benefits my money and connections provided. Tragedy was the great equalizer. Turned out, none of those friends cared enough to stick around while I grieved. Instead of partying and enjoying my youth, I’d pulled into myself, becoming introverted and
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