I hadn’t yet reached double digits in age when I poisoned myself with peanut M&M’s. The poisoning was no accident. I knew what would happen to my small body when I ingested groundnuts. Hives would pop up on my skin; sometimes my eyes would swell shut; and on occasion my airway would constrict to the point I would end up panting like Beethoven (the movie…
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