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Did anyone else see that?
What brings a tear of joy to your eye? Did you hear that? Actually, wait a second, did anybody else see that? Yes. “Son, if you don’t do it you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, hold your breath, close your eyes…..and just fall back. I’ll be here the whole time, trust me,…
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Never enough
To my father, motivational, and made me who I am, The Surviving member of your clan. I couldn’t drink your Kool aid, and although he does not recognize it, I am his daughter. I am the youngest of his children. He threw me away 10 years ago. He was my first and last heartbreak. I…
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To whom it probably doesn’t concern three squares and a cot.
Your Honor, I stand before this court today, not as a mere statistic or a name on a case file, but as a living testament to the profound impact of the crime committed against me. My life was forever altered on that rainy night, and the scars—both visible and hidden—continue to shape my existence.…
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Street rat and her ride or die cat.
The thing is, she chose me, I was adopted and ungrateful not Grateful for food and the clothes, that stuff I used to but, do not have. Daily I am reduced to begging and staggering from the place where I am surrounded by so many but invisible to everyone. No one cares that you are…
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Fuzzy memories, and no moral compass.
I am the logical choice, I look really great on paper. I am the one you most definitely should be with. There are a few other things that make being with me more tolerable I know. Of course, I am the best you’ve ever had, ever will have and the best you’ve ever lost. They…
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Land mines set and detonated by my mom.
I think you forget how great you were. I was, much different than I am now. I took quite a beating. Things happened and I saw stuff that I can’t unsee. That stuff, it was life altering and no matter how much therapy and work I do on myself the nightmares still make their appearance…
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Three a.m.
I have my job to use as my escape when shit goes wrong. Mostly the stuff that goes wrong, has nothing to do with my job. I cannot cope with the everyday struggles of life. It’s ugly, my way of living is ugly. My job is a great scapegoat. I have an addiction to say…
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.
She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound. 