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What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by an anonymous reader. Photo by: Yaoqi Li  My husband and I had children 100 percent on purpose. We felt ready, so I figured it would be easy, . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Heather. Photo by: Gabriel Beaudry  I am a graphic designer. I have a BFA and an MA and have taught design for five years at the college level. I am . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Margaux Jones. Photograph by: Rhonda K  In 2015 I was a single-mom ""stuck"" in a financially stable, yet soul-sucking job. To pick myself up after a . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by "E". Photo by: Gaelle Marcel  "I'm laying in my bed trying to figure out how the H I got here. This week has been full of mediocre-ly bad news: check . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Abigail. Photo by: Anthony Ginsbrook  Although he may never read it….. Dear Marcus, Being adopted must have been the hardest struggle for you. Harder . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Brooke Whistance. Photo by: Nomao Saeki  I met a friend’s colleague at her wedding and my friend had told me about her prior to our meeting. My . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by an anonymous reader. Photo by: Ben White  My daughter was a victim of sexual assault. No matter what trials and tribulations I had gone through in my . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Bronwyn Lea. Photo by: Michelle Jimenez  For a few years now I have been one of the ""people at the front"". My name has appeared on Christian . . .

What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post was submitted by Erin. Photograph by: Bjorn Tore Okland The haze has started again… I open my front door and am greeted by the acrid smell of smoke. I check my phone to see . . .