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It’s almost the one year anniversary of the biggest mistake I never made. Around this time last year, I had a bottle of cheap wine in one hand and a bottle of sleeping pills in the other. My go-to coping cocktail. Why?
Because 2015 was the worst year of my life. I systematically lost everything I valued until there was nothing left for me to cling to.
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