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I was constantly reminded of the feeling I’d had throughout middle and elementary school, when I was plagued by the sensation of being at the bottom of the ocean, naked, surrounded by people in full scuba gear. While they glided effortlessly through the water, kicking their flippers, breathing oxygen from tanks, I was singularly focused on looking like I wasn’t drowning.
The Weight of Air: A Story of the Lies about Addiction and the Truth about Recovery
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