"So, what is your story, what are you writing about? You don't have to answer me, I'm just really curious. You seem so intense, focused and alive when you put pen to paper. I'm fascinated."
She was overly curious for someone whom had just met Randy. It caught him off guard.
"It's the story of my life, in a way. All the shameful and guilty things that I can't tell anyone. Pieces of myself. Things I remember. The things people said to me, or did to me. Fragmented memories that tortured me and found their way onto paper. Emotionally discouraging things. Dirty things. Things I got to get out. There is some beauty there, too."
Randy laid it out there for his addiction counselor. She reflected, appearing to understand.
"I see. That is beautiful, and healthy. Keep doing it."
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