Dear God,
Thank you for giving me opportunities to talk to my brothers. He needs to let it out, and here I am for him. THank you.
Thank you for giving me opportunities to get mad. That means I still care.
Thank you for giving me opportunities to have interivews. That means I am still useful.
Thank you for giving me opportunities to learn things I like. That means I still keep my dream alive!
Thank you for giving me opportunities to have emotions. That means I still have the freedom.
Thank you for giving me opportunities to write them out....
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