I used to imagine I carried, deep inside, a better version of me. This “real” Anna would be able to do everything I couldn’t. She would fearlessly travel to far-flung countries and get deliberately lost in strange places. She would sky-dive and swim with sharks. She would boldly meet new people and know how to have a conversation with them.
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If I could just find and release her, my life would change. I would be cured.