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	<title>Comments on: Broken but authentic</title>
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	<description>Exchange Some Yellow!</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 03:37:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Sara</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/01/17/broken-but-authentic/#comment-349</link>
		<dc:creator>Sara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 07:17:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lovely post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lovely post.</p>
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		<title>By: Deidre</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/01/17/broken-but-authentic/#comment-269</link>
		<dc:creator>Deidre</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 17:33:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This really resonated for me. It wasn't until I had my first heartbreak and lost my father to cancer, who was my best friend, that I became whole. At 25, I was a greedy, heedless woman-child. At 28 after my father died and I had spent the last three years taking care of him, I was so much stronger. I still made, and continue to make mistakes, many years later but I've got the tools to mitigate the damage. 

For a while I couldn't be around anyone who hadn't known what I deemed "real sorrow." Now I'm more patient with people like that because I know they just don't know yet but that someday, sadly, they will because it happens to everyone. What I used to deem ignorance I now cherish as innocence.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This really resonated for me. It wasn&#8217;t until I had my first heartbreak and lost my father to cancer, who was my best friend, that I became whole. At 25, I was a greedy, heedless woman-child. At 28 after my father died and I had spent the last three years taking care of him, I was so much stronger. I still made, and continue to make mistakes, many years later but I&#8217;ve got the tools to mitigate the damage. </p>
<p>For a while I couldn&#8217;t be around anyone who hadn&#8217;t known what I deemed &#8220;real sorrow.&#8221; Now I&#8217;m more patient with people like that because I know they just don&#8217;t know yet but that someday, sadly, they will because it happens to everyone. What I used to deem ignorance I now cherish as innocence.</p>
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		<title>By: McSwain</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/01/17/broken-but-authentic/#comment-265</link>
		<dc:creator>McSwain</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 00:26:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So very, very true.  I don't think I knew how to feel until my first heartbreak, and you've put it beautifully here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So very, very true.  I don&#8217;t think I knew how to feel until my first heartbreak, and you&#8217;ve put it beautifully here.</p>
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		<title>By: Bipolarlawyercook</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/01/17/broken-but-authentic/#comment-264</link>
		<dc:creator>Bipolarlawyercook</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 21:16:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is beautiful.  I sometimes think about whether I would "give up" my bipolar for the chance at a normal life.  I almost always think the answer's no, these days.  Thanks for reminding me to say no, again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is beautiful.  I sometimes think about whether I would &#8220;give up&#8221; my bipolar for the chance at a normal life.  I almost always think the answer&#8217;s no, these days.  Thanks for reminding me to say no, again.</p>
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