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She looked at me kindly yet knowingly and said, “I’ll see you in a couple of weeks when the summer session starts. Have a good break.” I got Ellen, literally slithered back to the car, buckled Ellen in her car seat, sat in the front seat and tears just started pouring down my cheeks. As I sat there, clinging to the steering
I Thought It Was Just Me: Women Reclaiming Power and Courage in a Culture of Shame
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