Her name is Grace.
She survives.
Not always kindly.
Not always honestly.
Not always in ways anyone would forgive.
But she survives.
And sometimes, that’s the worst thing a person can do.
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I didn't know what I was doing.
I didn't know where it would go.
But I kept writing.
Through drafts and rewrites.
Through every version of myself I've been since.
I think I'm finally ready to let it exist outside of me.
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@CopperSorrel Severe saddle pulmonary embolism. Either from Covid or my c section, or a combination. Those clots have been removed, now they're checking my legs. It's been a terrifying two days.