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I took an HIV test…

Dear Diary, Taking an HIV test is something I had been putting off for my entire adult life, honestly because I was terrified of the result. And I don’t use the word terrified lightly. I was thinking that not knowing was somehow better than knowing, that maybe if I didn’t know the result it couldn’t…

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Anne’s stolen identity

Dear Diary, I was yanked abruptly out of my writing cave by a crying and panicking Anne. Someone had charged 11 different things to her bank debit card totaling over $800, all from Amazon. And it was the day before her rent was due. Understandably she was freaked and was utterly baffled as to how…

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Preparing to go to prison…

Dear Diary, I’ve been a completely irresponsible author as of late: going to clubs, crashing at various friends’ houses, letting exes (OK, ex – Rebecca) into my bed again, partying like I did when I was half my age, getting 40-slapped by Anne (😳), and drinking far more than I should be. And that was…

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