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Writing for Us (Thank You) - by Tara Monjazeb - Devotions

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The 50th Devotions

When I was 12, my mom read my journal. It was every adolescent’s worst nightmare. I was going through a phase of hatred — towards both myself and the world around me — despite my problems being relatively minuscule. I used bad language, complained a lot and rarely reflected. I don’t blame myself. I think every young person has to purge themselves of angst one way or another, but I do feel shame when I read them back. When I was out one day, she opened my journal (a composition notebook covered in silver, teal, and zebra print duct tape) to a blank page and wrote a letter for me to find when…

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