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Flipping My Sanguine Switch

My Aunt Juanita didn’t know I could talk until I was five years old. I always hid behind my mother’s skirts, just like this little girl. 469 more words


My Writing Confession...

I have a confession to make.

I suck at writing dialogue.

Why, you might ask?

I don’t know. I have this theory that it’s an overlap from being so shy that I suck at conversation in general. 199 more words


Bleak House

Its so easy to sink into the abyss of depression and want to give up. The light gets forever smaller at the end of the tunnel. 430 more words

Social Anxiety

Seeing Myself in Him on His 13th Birthday

My oldest son celebrated his 13th birthday by inviting nine of his friends to watch and play football at our house yesterday. My basement still smells like boy sweat this morning. 271 more words



This egg belongs to Lilac. The black and violet dragon of the group.

She enjoys sleeping in a field of lilacs and that is where she makes her home, is the cave residing beside. 18 more words


What did I wear?!


I’ve had second thoughts about posting these since last night. I did promise they’d be on earlier I apologise!

“I’m shy. Most people don’t take the time to get to know me.

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