Danika manages to drag me to another small group study. I go just to appease her.
Somehow she has her life together, and I don't. I had my whole life planned out. Every year, goals were set and met. Accomplished.
This year has seen its ups and downs. The people at these meetings do not know how I feel. They don't care about me. They don't even know me.
I am not Danika. I am Lily.
.Lily
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