When I set out to write about my admittedly tumultuous feelings towards my dad, I knew it would be emotional. I didn’t realize how drained I would feel after. That I would understand what people mean when they describe feeling like a towel that’s been wrung out. It’s because of that, that I didn’t post a single thing last…
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I Forgive You
This is something I have been putting off. I should really know better. Haven’t I always known I wouldn’t be able to truly move on by pretending I wasn’t still hurting? That my upturned nose and indignant sniffs of, “I don’t care at all!” were just more bandages on the cracks in the foundation? I’ve been seeing so many…
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Writing to Keep Ghosts Away
I had a difficult day a few days ago. I am a truly introspective person in every sense. Periodic isolation isn’t just a desire, it’s essential for my well-being and for me to grow. I like to imagine my subconscious as a deep pool of water in a cave. Unsettling to some, but deeply comforting to others. It’s cool,…
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Stop Shaming My Sisters
My sisters, I want you to know that I will always be there for you. I will be the one saying you look fantastic and strong, when others turn up their noses and say you need to act ladylike or no one will respect you, or you’re asking for it because you wear that outfit. I will be the…
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Vix’s Pep Talk: Soul Family
Hi, my name’s Victoria! My friends call me Vix. Sara hired me to do this section for her, and she and I are super close, so of course I said YES LOVE, TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED. She said she felt people could use a weekly pep talk, and her style is very soft and warm, like your favorite…
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You Valued Me
“I can’t be the only successful person in this relationship.” he finally replied, after a pause. He was across the table, but once he said that, I was floating beyond him in space. Hadn’t I been doing everything correctly? I had finished my classes, been offered a job that paid more money than I’ve ever made before. I loved…
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The High Cost of Bad Neighbors
Apartments seem like such a good idea, in theory. You can get to know someone without the commitment of a house and practice making it a home. Mike and I loved our apartment, for awhile. We had themes in every room. The living room was natural stone, crystals, a map of the world, Egyptian art painted on real papyrus.…
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Be More.
If I seem occasionally, or often, cynical If it seems like I am fed up with humanity And want to throw my hands up Saying, “I’ve had all I can tolerate!” It’s only because I know, with my whole heart, We can be better than this.
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The Ones I Carry with Me
There was a hospital bed, and in that bed was a man who was very thin and very sick. In fact, he was dying. However he had looked when he was in good health was difficult to guess; his cheeks were sunken, his upper body wasted away. His eyes, dark and wandering, were pinpricks of light, like those of…
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My Site Categories: An Overview!
Those of you who have been visiting my site for awhile probably have noticed the categories running along the top of my website and in my menus. I just wanted to give a brief overview of what you can expect for each one. Keep in mind that a few posts can fall into more than one category. Note: Some…
