The body ache is much, much worse today. It’s difficult to walk, but sitting down, getting up, climbing stairs, all that’s just pure agony. Today’s workout involved weights, so my shoulders and arms are gone too. 201 more words
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Poor thing. I am so grateful for her sacrifice… This little alien seems to have taken over bodily functions already. I can’t help but feel bad, but also a little smile comes over my face because her morning dry heaves mean that this little seedling is burrowing in for the long haul.
she called it
her butterfly dress
a young girl
spreading her wings
all the world before her
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Gail Meyers, can be found on her blog @ http://echorecovery.blogspot.com.au/
Excellent insight into being the child of a narc mother.
When I was a teenager, I had a fearless quality that escapes you once you become an adult, particularly a parent. You realize that any form of injury can mean the inability to work, which means the inability to pay bills and help with the kids and chores, which then makes you a burden on everyone. 1,380 more words