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an angry post I wrote back in February and decided to post just now
Fuck you if you have a husband who cooks you dinner ( Read more... ) -
Doors
Close the door behind you, you're letting all the hot air in ( Read more... ) -
Ugh
I still think of you everyday. You're still the closest thing to perfection that I've found yet. You still haunt my dreams. I miss you. Ugh. I fucking hate this. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind procedure please.
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Chapter 1
I've been obsessed with the concept of love since I was a little girl. I was the one who always wanted to play Barbies, and house, and imagine up this amazing life where I was blond, educated, and married to an amazing man. I used to lie in my twin sized bed at 12 and think to myself, "one day I'll have a husband to lay in bed with and cuddle on." ( Read more... ) -
This holiday season
Dear Jamie ( Read more... ) -
anger
where is it coming from and how do I get rid of it?
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the last puppy
Some days I swear I'm in an ICU in a coma. I keep feeling like my life is playing before me and I've got no control over it. I;m reaching out and grabbing things that are only holding me up for a few moments. I take my deep breath and then it comes right back. This awful feeling in my chest. The pain and the anger and the dreading. What next? What ( Read more... ) -
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I've thrown out the directions, the plan book, the map, whatever. I'm living one day at a time and going against everything I've been taught about life. Someone is dying inside and for once I'm gonna sign the DNR and not resuscitate. I have to change. I have to grow. It's terminal and there's nothing I can do to fix it now. Why do I need metaphors ( Read more... ) -
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Dear Jamie, the problem with pushing people away is you can't just use them and come back to them when you're ready. You need people.
Sincerely, Jamie
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Thoughts. Thinking. They're always dangerous. I want to go back. When I sat in a bathroom crying and hating my marriage for never being perfect. For always wanting more.. Why can't I feel that again? Why do I feel all this guilt? How do I break out of this rut? I was unhappy. Anger. Cursing. Unnecessary drama. Resistance. The whites!!! The beige ( Read more... )