There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomor — Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
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There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomorrow. Living is difficult. Dying is difficult.

— Jowita Bydlowska, Drunk Mom: A Memoir
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