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I was bullied all through school—at my 10-year reunion, no one recognized me, and I used that moment to reveal exactly who I had become.

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“I know.”

“Then why did you tell me to go?”

“Because every time you talked about that school, you sounded like you were still standing in the hallway.”

I didn’t answer.

“You’re not going there to impress them,” Mom said. “You’re going there to prove you can walk into that room and still breathe.”

“And if Madison is there?”

“Then breathe louder. Take up continue reading …

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