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Braaaains…
In the interest of continuing to make this blog a “morning routine” – todays is gonna be a fairly short one (hopefully?!) and I want to share a couple of images that I have on my desktop… cuz I’m funny and weird. Weirdly funny?! 😛 As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I am a whore…
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I’m a Xennial
Of course I remember life before the internet. I was born in 1982 and adhere very strongly to being both Gen-X and a Millennial – as my title says, a “Xennial.” So yeah. I’m old. I remember playing outside all the time: enacting whatever fantasies my brain could think up, swimming in clear creeks and…
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Dragging. Ass.
Lmao. Ok, this is one of those times when the AI completely failed at depicting the “ambiance” of what I’m going for with JUST my title, so… I kept it. I’m also going to include the wording it came up with because omfg the irony… Create a highly detailed, high-resolution image of a humorous cartoon…
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Self-Reflection
Disclaimer: Talks of Unaliving Over my lifetime, I’ve had many moments of self-reflection. I say moments, but sometimes they’re more than that. Sometimes, I spend hours thinking about who I am and who I want to be. Sometimes, life throws things at me that hit so hard that I can’t help but ruminate on them…
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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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Sacrifices… bleh
Lordt… aside from the traumas, sacrifices are another ginormous list of things I’ve had too much of in my life 😅 I lost parts of myself along the way to The Plague, Gravity, The Dementor, and various other “adults” that came and went. So, I suppose the biggest sacrifice I made was my sense of…
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Oof… Freedom, eh?!
This is a bit of a tough one, because it can mean a plethora of things to each one of the billions of people on this fucked up planet. But, of course, the ask is for what it means to ME… And theeeeeen… my ADHD brain wants to categorize all the different “types” of freedom…
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It’s Muh Birfday :P
Fourty. Three. Yeah. I know… it can seem SUPER old to the behbeh’s out there, who are probably close to the same age as my SON (19). And to the Boomers and Beyond, I guess I’m some sort of Spring Chicken?! But for me… I feel like I’m about 80 years old. I’ve experienced too…
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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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How Friendships Die – Darryl
I have lost many friends in my life. Be it from moving away, drifting apart, death… or – the focus for THIS entry – being completely ghosted out of the blue. And you know… 🤔 as I write this and ponder the many different friends I’ve lost, I realize that I could write a whole…
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The “Slow” Descent
I want my “normal” depression back… If you’ve made it this far into my blog, having read most/all of what came before, you have a decent idea of the severity of my mental health as it stands now, and a relative peek into why (see: The Plague). But for shits and giggles, I’ll put the…
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It’s the Little Things
Life has a way of showing up in varying degrees of defining moments. Sometimes, these moments are “good” and have a positive effect. But a lot of times, life hits you in the gut and it sucks whale anus, leaving painful ripples behind for much longer than we’d like. Ah, yes… good ole’ Van Damme.…
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