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Choose your own adventure…
Remember those books? Do you ever wish life could be like that? If you didn’t like the outcome because you turned right instead of left, you could simply start the book over. And maybe some of the choices you would make time and time again, but others not so much, thus leading you to another…
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I read a meme today…
It said, “I explained my hurt and still got hurt, so I stopped talking.” That sums it up for a lot of us, I suppose. I think when you allow people in and let them know the most vulnerable parts of you, you’re giving them power. And we know this, because it’s happened before. But…
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Something to ponder…
“You can’t reason someone out of a mindset that they didn’t reason themself into.” I read that last night in my book “Dear Debbie” by Frieda McFadden. (If you don’t know who she is, you’re missing out.) It resonated with me so much. I’m a logical person. Sure, I have emotions. I can be emotional.…
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Daily Writing Prompt:
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be and why? Trigger, gaslight, and narcissist. These words are so freely thrown around by this younger generation without knowing their true meaning. “He’s a narcissist.” Look it up, Samantha. Do you know what that even means? Or are you just…
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Regret..
It’s like a withdrawal from a drug. Regret for what was done, what wasn’t. Regret for what was said, what wasn’t. It’s the lack of euphoria that once was. That feeling in the pit of your stomach, that lump in your throat. It’s the reason you can’t sleep. It’s the reason you can’t eat Regret.…
abandonment, bipolar, death, depression, Faith, grief, life, loss, mania, memories, mental health, nostalgia, regret -
My new normal…
This is my first day of “intentional” new normal. I say “intentional” because there is nothing normal about this for me. I miss the mess. I miss the noise. I miss the chaos. My mornings are spent in silence. My days are spent trying to find something to do. Paint. Rearrange furniture. Anything to break…
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One year ago today..
Today marks a year since we got the call that Brittany’s mom had cancer. It was terminal. She had months. Two months, six days to be exact. It was hard. Still is. I miss my friend. Say a prayer for Brittany tonight.
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Nerves…
Why are my nerves shot when every fiber of my being tells me I’m doing the right thing? Why are my nerves shot when everyone around me is telling me I’m doing the right thing? Why are my nerves shot because I’m worried about people judging someone I love, when clearly that has never been…
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INSOMNIA!!!!!!
Ugggh! What I wouldn’t give to be able to sleep for more than three or four hours at a time. Take meds, you say? Check. The thing about medicine. Your brain is stronger than any sleep medicine, sooo.. yeah, there’s that. I’m going through a very manic stage right now. At this point, I’d take…