Suffering Silently

I’m one of those who suffer in silence.

By looking at me, you’d never guess I’m in pain. Most days I even move as though not a thing is wrong. I don’t complain (except to my husband), I grit my teeth and smile.

This isn’t a ramble, I promise. There is a point, but first let me back up and explain the beginning.

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Lover of reading and writing. Hater of retail work. Small fish in a big pond, learning as I go.

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Stefani Vader

Stefani Vader

Lover of reading and writing. Hater of retail work. Small fish in a big pond, learning as I go.

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