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By Natasha Black
Before I was hungry for waves, I was just hungry. Before the ocean taught me to love losing my way, all I wanted was to be found. My search sent me on a solo road trip down the Mexican coast line into cartel territory, dragging surfboards and an eating disorder around the globe. But where does one run to escape what lives inside her?
This is a story about getting bigger. Looking for the seed of my pain in vomit, easy sex and waves big enough to drown me; it is a story about uncovering truth that has been there all along. Join me as I find salvation in my darkest self.
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