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Cadillac Bar Mitzvah Fraud

Had I studied enough? Why didn’t I feel like I was doing anything worth value? I didn’t learn to read directly from the Torah so was I less worthy for the Bar Mitzvah honor?

Why did our Rabbi quit last week? We had an interim Rabbi I didn’t know or like when we met. I had to run the service without the Rabbi’s help. What if everybody thought the way I did things was terrible?

I lived in a fable. A lie built around false strength and unearned bravado.

Fake it till you make it.

Sometimes a lie can help us all to make life seem livable but now embracing the true joys and pains of life contains all the treasures I’ll ever need.

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Dancing Party Celebrate from Pixabay

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