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I’m not okay. I’m feeling rather rabid and English. The words are coming from somewhere else. I don’t know what to do with myself. I know what I should do, but “shoulds” are woulds that can’t help themselves. I feel like Sarah McLachlin when she sang with the Perishers a song called “Pills.” She sang […]
Read MoreI don’t know what to write; I just feel I need to write something. There’s not much in here to inspire; just an account of where we’ve been physically and emotionally. I have no advice to give today, nor a response from a mediation I read. It’s just me, we, the bare bones of us. […]
Read MoreI haven’t posted lately. I’ve been quiet. At least on the outside. Things are revving up on the inside. I haven’t posted because I have nothing to say. I’m reading everyone else’s post and wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. Why don’t I have anything to contribute? Why don’t I have anything special […]
Read MoreI’m sitting here dissociating like hell. I feel them right behind my eyes. Heaven help me. I hope this post makes sense. When I was importing my photos to my computer, I saw some my husband, D. had taken of me before and after I went into residential treatment. I almost gagged. There is a […]
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After spending six happy days with our family, it was time to head home. Time to say goodbye to our family. Goodbye is so bitter-sweet. I’m ready to go home, but not ready to leave the family behind. I lov eyou, all! Here’s C. and O. goofing off on Blue Ridge Parkway. Good times. C. […]
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