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It felt like so many years’ worth of anxiety and worry were trying to escape all at once—maybe like an emotional volcano, only my mom and dad, they didn’t run away to save themselves but sprinted right into my lava. They both jumped up off the couch and wrapped their arms around me even though it meant touching each other. We stayed like that for a long time, and it felt good—almost enough to justify everything that had precipitated it, but not quite.
