I know you. You’re a good girl, trying to do the right thing. Always caring, always loving, always giving of yourself.You see the light in the dark, the good in the bad, the small things that slip past, unnoticed in their blind spot.And I see you.I see you struggling to release the weight of that role. To give voice to those other parts of you. The ones you don’t really like to think about. That jar; your peace of mind, a...