All of my life, I have loved to read. Reading has been the one thing that has been a proven stress reliever, a happy thing for me to do. As a child, I would read to escape from a world where I was almost desperately unhappy. A novel was a safe space – a safe space where I couldn’t be bullied. Through books, I travelled to places I may never visit and made friends with people I would not meet. Over the last 12 months, though, I seem to have lost my way with reading. I have fallen out of love with it.
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