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Her silence was like a mirror—reflecting yourself back at you. And it was often an ugly sight.
one of the hardest things to admit is that we weren’t loved when we needed it most. It’s a terrible feeling, the pain of not being loved.”
“A baby cannot hate the mother, without the mother first hating the baby.”
Alicia’s silence is her secret—her mystery,
“Did—did you just … say something?”
This was the first time I came face-to-face with Alicia Berenson. The rest, as they say, is history.