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mourir

| to die (verb) | /muʀiʀ/ Have you ever mourned the loss of someone living? Have you ever bent before a sadness whose power brought you to your knees? They ask if I believe in God. I say, “I bow before my … Continue reading

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château

| castle (masculine noun) | /ʃɑto/ One year ago I organized a solo trip through Eastern Europe. I had never travelled alone, but I was determined to finally overcome my fear of solo travel by plunging into a ten-day adventure … Continue reading

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remercier

| to thank (verb) | /ʀ(ə)mɛʀsje/ France, I have always been able to adapt to new, sometimes frightening environments, even if I trembled on the precipice before finally gasping and taking that leap. Once a timid introvert, I have become … Continue reading

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mur

| wall (masculine noun) | /myr/ I had a revelation. After years of broken hearts and savage loneliness, I had resigned myself to living less precariously. I was angry and tired of surrendering myself to people who were as reckless … Continue reading

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oser

| to dare (verb) | /oze/ I am guilty of obsessively exploring the same topics on my blog: that constant ricochet between mania and despair, and the self-directed anger that comes with it. Afterall, I’ve brought this all upon myself … Continue reading

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feu

| fire (masculine noun) | /fø/ This world is too great, too terrible for me to bear, so I ricochet between wonder and despair. But human resilience never fails to amaze me. How do we manage to crawl out from the … Continue reading

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courageuse

| brave (feminine adjective) | /kuʀaʒøz/ Most days I am prisoner to the dizzying contours of my own mind. One word sends me spiraling. I feel guilty for even writing this post. Who am I to write of pain? I … Continue reading

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