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I'm getting published!

The Mighty informed me yesterday that it is going to publish my last post, "My Complicated Relationship with LinkedIn."  It's a thrill!  I just started blogging in the last two weeks.  I am writing as a form of therapy, and with the hope that my story will help someone else.  There are so many things that I can't do. But I can write.  Look for me on The Mighty soon!

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