I came home the other night, thinking, and journaled: It's so hard to have grace for judgmental people. They're the worst. I realize the irony of that statement—I acknowledge that I'm intolerant of intolerance. I am human. I don't want to pretend people are good when I don't believe they are. I don't want to give them credit for trying when they clearly…
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