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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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The Plague
This one is going to be ROUGH, folks. Fair warning, most of it will be a recounting of the abuse I endured as a child. “The Plague” is the (very apt) nickname I’ve given to my biological “father” – because he doesn’t deserve to be called a father/dad, or considered anything but a toxic Monster…
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