I don’t cry in front of people- it means I’m “a baby” and I’m weak, at least that’s what I was told. I don’t talk about the things closest to my heart, like my kids or my deepest fears, I don’t talk about the shape of my damage – because people will use those things […]
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I hate doing housework. Not that housework itself isn’t reason enough to hate it, I usually wind up thinking … well not so much “thinking” as listening to the angel on my one shoulder converse with the devil on my other– It’s more like… eavesdropping on myself. Sometimes I blast my stereo to drown them […]
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