I knew that everyone in the room would not judge me and would listen to every word I said

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As someone who barely opens up to other people, this was a big deal. I look back now with fond memories of that weekend. Yes, there were painful moments but what made them beautiful was that everyone was hurting together. No one was hurting alone. While I would love to go into further detail of that weekend, I am choosing to keep the rest of it offline for safekeeping. I am open to questions about the experience, but will not be discussing my bunkmates because I want to keep their privacy.

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Do we ever really talk anymore?

mrkhmakingmymark's avatarMaking my Mark

I am reminded on a regular basis how important it is to talk. I don’t mean the type of day to day talking, I mean really talk. You know the mushy sensitive stuff. Feelings, problems, hopes and dreams.

I know that may seem like a nauseating way to start a blog but it is true.

It wasn’t that long ago that we actually had to pick up a phone, write a letter or physically pop over to have a conversation with someone. Shock horror to the Gen Z-ers but we didn’t have mobile phones or the internet. Yet now we don’t have to do that, many of us (myself included at times) have forgotten the value of conversation.

Just that general tone of your voice, or the look on your face may be enough of a trigger for someone to know something wasn’t right, there was something you wanted to…

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