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Aimee
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Dejected. Cast Away. Unwanted. I've spent much of the last few years believing that to be true about me. In fact, I still feel that way. Unwanted. Alone. Empty. Shamed. "I'll always be there" sure you will. But where were you last night? I needed someone more than ever. I curled up in a ball and cried my eyes out, praying you would come and reassure me. But the only comfort I found was in the bottle of merlot in the wine cellar. You said you'd always be there. But where are you tonight?
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