I Don’t Have All The Answers.

I Have All The Questions

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I opened Medium this morning and almost couldn’t believe I had an influx of new readers. I’ve always assumed my little corner of sarcasm, vulnerability, and depression wouldn’t “sell”, and I’d get to pour out my soul without waking any of the neighbors. Nevertheless, I’m 67% okay that I’ve stopped using a fake name and the third picture that popped up on Google when I…