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A Fresh Start
We are in the process of getting signed up for the Recovery Program (I’ve mentioned it in the past) for The Boyfriend’s addiction. First, I want to say how excited I am that The Boyfriend took the step to get pre-approved to pay for the program itself. It took a relapse, which does suck overall,…
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Kankles
Today, I feel like sharing a funny clip of the first time my gamer friend Nashi and I played Fortnight… that is all:
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Infidelity & Inequity
I am a fairly patient, considerate, and understanding woman. I’ve been through the ringer far too much for one person. I look back at my life and wonder what sort of Karmic Justice I’ve enacted with as much shit as I’ve had to endure, but the fact is… I’m a pretty good egg. I don’t…
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Monday Mark – 8.5 & 9.0
8.5 – For Last Week’s MM: When have you caught yourself living for the emotional scraps of strangers’ opinions? What did it cost you? What would living for yourself look like instead? I used to be really bad about wanting approval from other people. I suppose that’s a byproduct of the trauma that was my entire…
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Whoops!
Took my Friday Free Day off aaaaand… totally missed Saturday, too. 😅 I have a really good reason, though! My psychiatrist prescribed me a bedtime med for helping me sleep, and boy did it really help me sleep the first night… and well into the next day. Haha. 😑 I was so tired that I…
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Consideration
Something I’ve had on my mind for a while is “consideration.” It seems like a really simple thing to carry out in relationships, but if you really think about it, how often do people actually show consideration for others? How often do you consider others in your daily life? More often than not, I see…
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ADHD Research – Phase 4
As a woman, I ought to know a lot more about menstrual cycles that I do. I feel that the educational institutions in our country have repeatedly failed at educating girls and boys on how our bodies work and why. Then again, my mother never educated me, either. Either way, I learned that menstrual cycles…
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Special Needs Struggles
The Son has autism. He is now 19 years old. As part of preparing him for more “adult” responsibilities (before I knew I was moving to Colorado), I opened a joint checking account with him at my local bank in Arkansas. I taught him how to deposit cash, use a Debit Card at stores, withdraw…
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