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After my mother died, writing is what scooped me up from the underbelly of despair. I began writing about my feelings of pain and confusion of losing someone so close to me. The feeling of helplessness and loss was overwhelming at times. I felt alone in the world, despite family and friends. My large Italian family was a comfort and they were there for me, but I still felt so abandoned and alone. I still do sometimes.
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