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				<title>Nun posted an update: 1) I stood at the altar, a vision in white, my heart full [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 22 Feb 2025 07:19:34 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1) I stood at the altar, a vision in white, my heart full of love and my future so bright. I felt invincible, wrapped in the warmth of my love for my partner. But as the years passed by, I started to see that our marriage was not all it was meant to be. We fought and we argued, as any couple would, but the love that we shared just wasn’t as&hellip;</p>
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				<title>Nun posted an update: I hit rock bottom one night, lying on the cold, hard [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 08 Feb 2025 09:04:42 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hit rock bottom one night, lying on the cold, hard ground, realizing how precious life is and how much I was wasting it. That moment was a wake-up call, a turning point. I&#8217;m ready to face my demons and heal from all the pain. I&#8217;m reaching out for help before my life goes down the drain. So here I am, with open arms, confessing my struggles&hellip;</p>
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				<title>Nun posted an update: 1) I have been living in a mess, all this while, I [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2025 15:46:39 +0000</pubDate>

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