My Mom’s First Heart Attack

My Mom’s first heart attack, which occurred when I was just four years old, impacted my entire life. I was convinced that somehow I had caused it, or could cause another. However, now I know these are just feelings and that I don’t have to make decisions about how I behave with the people I love because of them. Doing work on ourselves is worth every hour we spend at it, as well as the pain we experience as we do it, because I know, from experience, that we come out the other end.

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