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Anxiety disorder, as the (dark) fog lifts

Tuesday Night. The fog started to lift.  Just a smidge.  The first sign I could believe in was my appetite coming back.  It is this voracious hunger like I haven’t fed myself in days.  The strength it takes to survive… Continue Reading →

#anxietylife

                                            Monday night. I broke my “boss lady” wine glass… maybe it’s a sign, a sign of enough wine…… Continue Reading →

Loving with what is left.

  You took the part of me that cared the most. The part that loved unconditionally. The innocence, That could trust and believe in the good of another human. All of the positive feels that poured out of me and… Continue Reading →

Whatchu got in that cup?

Y’all I have said it before, and to myself on the reg, but, I will say it again, you cannot pour from an empty cup.  You cannot be for anyone what you are not first for yourself.  You cannot give… Continue Reading →

831 – Shelly’s story

Eight hundred thirty-one. She stared blankly at the register screen. “Ma’am, will that be cash or charge?” As Shelly stared down at her ever-evolving baby bump under hideous looking maternity clothes, tears welled up in her eyes and she swallowed… Continue Reading →

My two cents; Have you ever considered…

So, I had someone reach out asking me if I had ever considered that some people to forget. Forget the abuse, or the bad relationship, the attack or the break up.  Forget?!  As if, that is even possible sans dementia or… Continue Reading →

Jane.

I have been working on this first story for months as I mentioned in my last post. “My hope is that it helps anyone in need, that it sheds light on the epidemic of Domestic Violence, that it gets you… Continue Reading →

20/20

  In hindsight, our vision is always better.  Especially in relationships.  Or after a relationship, I should say.  Things we see looking back are clearer than when we are in them.  The reflection over experiences normally always sits in a… Continue Reading →

Sometimes you are the fisherman, other times you are the bait.

Or something like that. At least that is how my life feels right now.  I have successful days and then I have days, like today, where I am left feeling completely demolished. The day itself was not so bad, my… Continue Reading →

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