We all have a snapping snapping point and it can change our world when it happens.
I remember the first time I stood up for myself. I was 10.
We had just finished wrestling, as boys tend to do, and I was done... but he wasn't.
I sat at the table, tired and really not interested in wrestling anymore. And he kept saying, "Come on, let's wrestle some more."
I was like, "Nope, I'm done. Too tired, don't want to anymore."
"Come on, let's wrestle again!"
"No. I don't want to."
"Come on!" (play ...
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