a snail-mail healing program for the
hyper-independent daughters of absent parents

You're the daughter who would rather get a Master's in psychology than see a therapist. You've googled your attachment style, you're well-versed in all things Brené Brown, and could probably teach a graduate seminar on the nervous system.When you hear the words "Wow! You're so self-aware!" you could literally scream (and probably would if Don't Rock The Boat wasn't your middle name).You're already aware of how aware you are and you can't seem to find a way to let go of all things you're so self-aware of.Like, "How do I stop being so angry all the [redacted] time?" and "Is there actually an end to the depth of this loneliness?"Hi. My name is Danae. I'll be showing up in your mailbox.

• lol you didn't have to shout

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