... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief. — Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief. — Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief. — Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief. — Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief. — Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
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... being with people who don't understand is worse than being alone with her grief.

— Kerry Cohen Hoffmann, It's Not You, It's Me
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