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Forgiveness
During one of my Women’s Support Group meetings for R4S – an addiction recovery program (more to come on that, stay tuned) – we discussed how difficult it is to forgive our partners for the Betrayal Trauma and everything else they inflicted on us. One of the other ladies talked about the overwhelming pressure that…
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I Found a Squirrel in My Basement
Heh. Whilst doing the morning cat swap routine, I discovered Squirrel in the basement. I didn’t get a picture at the time, so here is Squirrel: GAH! Kawaaiiiiii (cute in Japanese, cuz I’m a nerd). Dis the cat we think belongs to the new neighbors. I nicknamed it Squirrel because it’s hair is mostly short-medium,…
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Bread Crumbs
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Hypocrisy
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If You Wanted to, You Would
Happy 1st Year Anniversary to myself and The Boyfriend, I guess. I hand-made him a card earlier this week and ordered something for a gift (it arrives tomorrow, unfortunately). We’d previously discussed doing something yesterday to celebrate our anniversary, given that TODAY (our actual anniversary) he would be at work ALL day (5:30a to 6:30p).…
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The Last Day
Booooy, has it been a YEAR – tomorrow being my and The Boyfriend’s 1st year Anniversary. If you’ve read my previous entries, there’s some “subtle” (lol) hints that it hasn’t been all rainbow farts and craft herpes (glitter). Not to say that I haven’t enjoyed some of our relationship, of course. He makes me laugh…
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The First Step
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Patience is…
Exhausting. Frustrating. Disappointing. Unfulfilling. “Patience is a virtue” – William Langland circa 1360 (poem: Piers Plowman) Patience is considered a virtue because it allows individuals to endure difficulties, delays, or challenges without becoming anxious or reactive. It fosters inner strength, sound judgment, and better decision-making, ultimately leading to greater success and well-being. (so says Google AI) Yep. I…
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Random Ramblings…
The weight of my thoughts traps me in a downward spiral that I have to ride until it’s over because I’m not able to just climb off and go about living. The stress of merely existing keeps me anchored wherever I am, either with wholly dissociating or mindlessly Doom Scrolling. The Boyfriend went to bed…
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I Have Bad Taste in Men
I hate the phrase “daddy issues,” but… even though it’s more often derogatory than not, it exists with a specific – vaild?! – meaning (still hate it). The term implies that a woman may have difficulty trusting men, forming healthy relationships, or setting boundaries, potentially due to past experiences with her father, which can lead…
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A Mother’s Confession
In my therapeutic journey, I’ve spent a lot of time and focus on The Plague and everything shitty that’s come from him. His toxic abuse my entire life has overshadowed almost everything else, despite there being plenty of other traumatic things I’ve had to endure… things that will eventually require my attention and some healthy…
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It’s the Little Things
Who IS EnchiPants?! 