Title: Optional

Text: The day I finally realized that external validation was a pathway to depression was one day too late. I took a physical form of validation in a drink the night before. Sadly the mojito was a little more than validation that night. It was shame, it was fear, and it was danger all bundled together with club soda and mint leaves. It was everything I was warned against. I realized that searching for validation in the lips of strangers was never going to get me anywhere. Anywhere safe. Each paragraph will be a test.

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