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I will not carry you anymore. I won’t rescue you from the consequences of your choices.”
He nodded slowly, absorbing it.
“I don’t want to be rescued,” he said. “I want to learn how to stand.”
I leaned back, considering him. The boy I had raised was gone. In his place sat a man who had fallen hard enough to finally feel the ground.
“Then start,” I said.continue reading …
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