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CHANGE
HOW
MINDS
REDEFINING "NORMAL"
James was two weeks old when I pulled out the tube from his chest.
I wanted to give up for so long. I wrote a poem one day and my pain flipped....
I have to make it mean something.... It cannot mean nothing. I must live twice as hard, work twice as hard, and love twice as hard.
Since starting the social experiment of Swear to Care in August 2020, I have not worked. The success has led me to find my calling in life.
Any help appreciated.
Thank you for helping me trust humanity again.
It means the world (literally) to me.
*In a non-creepy way
How Did Your Minds Change?
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