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My first memory is of trying to leave. I remember slipping quietly out the front door in nothing but a diaper and wandering through the cul-de-sac where we lived, trying to make it to the neighbors’ houses. I was so small I barely understood the world around me, but something inside me already felt emotionally restless. Unsafe somehow. Like I was searching for warmth I couldn’t name yet. Looking back now, I think I entered this life deeply sensitive. Nature became my first re

I’m 22. People love to remind me of that. “You’re just a baby.” They say it with a laugh, as if I don’t know what life is yet. But they...