Category: #ocd
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This chapter is over.
Dearest Mom, Have you ever been so proud of yourself that there are no pros in the entire dictionary that could articulate how you feel on the inside? I won finally, in my own way.…
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The princess finally saved herself.
To whom it may concern, Today, (August 17, 2019) Saturday evening. A not so subtle sucker punch came in from the right. As sucker punches usually present themselves it Seemingly it came without provocation. That…
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Even the word “Hopeless,” isn’t void of the word “Hope.”
I heard someone say that the statement I adorn this post with as my title, After today, really, after the past 5 years and the 35 previous to that. I am embarrassed to say, I…
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Yet against all odds and logic, we still hope.
Today I taught my son how to do something. And I felt something inside I’ve not felt in 5 years. Alive, not the almost dead, barely holding on, crash team pounding on your chest alive.…
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Wait a minute, I found it.
Wait a minute, I just figured it out. I thought I knew, hell, at one point, I thought I was. But more often than not, wait a minute , actually that’s a lie. Let’s not…
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Greenhouse
I built a greenhouse today It, unlike me hasn’t fallen apart yet It remains, like me empty I’ve nothing to fill it yet Like me But I built myself a greenhouse That seems to be…
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My dark side.
My dearest son. Today on Sunday, April 19 2020. Mommy lost control of her anger. Your daddy isn’t to blame for my behavior. I am. I’ve never been to that place before where I was…
