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The Funeral

Went to a funeral this past weekend for a couple we know who lost their son.  He was an adult but it still triggered off those feelings of when I lost mine, in a way I wasn’t prepared for at all. 164 more words


I think I am through the worst of it.

(my wildflowers still kicking in the third week of Oct.  unheard of in these parts!)

Actually I think I am past the worst of it.  My past.   315 more words


Still painful, but here it goes...

I live in a negative world, but I don’t see it that way.  I see the darkness as funny and inviting.  I love the smart ass comments that come out my mouth, because they are so rare and hilarious to me.   521 more words


There's no getting to how difficult this is for me

I’ve strived to be perfect my whole life.  I had to in order to survive my childhood abusers.  I understand that and the role I had to play, what I don’t understand is how it is fucking up my adult married life.   324 more words


Sacred Struggle

Trigger warning – the following contains reference to violence in childhood and describes a binge eating episode.  Please take care of yourself.


During the weekend I struggled with some depression that had me flat on my back in bed for many hours.  1,102 more words



In my early adulthood, I was an utterly shattered and lost soul because of the abuse I experienced as a child and growing up in my family home. 503 more words


Dangling Carrots and Shiny Things

What are your highest goals?

My highest goal is to know myself and what I need, really, in order to be who I am, number one, and then to write my truth. 780 more words