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My Struggle to Sit With Discomfort

I have a memory of being a baby and crying in my crib, wanting, needing to be comforted by my mum. Perhaps I had woken from a nightmare. I cried and cried, getting louder and louder. Somehow, I knew she could hear me, but she was not coming. I don’t know why she didn’t come, and it doesn’t matter for this story.

I amped-up the cries, making them increasingly extreme, demonstrating my distress, asking…

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