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How Do You Love the Slowest Part of Yourself? (#31writenow, #nablopomo)
I’ve never felt so definitely at the end of my own personal narrative. If my life is a three (or 12) part series, the first part of my life is ending. Have you ever felt this way? I haven’t. I feel...
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Men, Myself, and…V is for Vendetta
The first month after my breakup with The Besticle was really hard. In addition to dealing with the fact that my relationship had imploded yet again, I was trying to own my commitment to myself as a...
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Someone Else’s Karma
I’d be lying if I said he was forgotten. Sometimes, when I least expect it, the air carries his scent: laughter, sadness, passion, love. Other times a new season of an old show will air, and I’ll...
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Today is not my birthday (but that won’t stop me). #blogchallenge
When I was eleven I was painfully shy (like really really shy). I was super skinny and awkward with fizzy hair and ill-fitting clothes (my brothers clothes). I wanted to be a boy, and I wasn’t quite...
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Judging, Gossiping & Radical Self-Forgivenss
We sit at the bar of an upscale bowling alley drinking and gossiping. Drinking and gossiping are two of our favorite activities; they are as central to our spiritual connection as meditation and...
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Shadow-boxing with Yourself
So you’re born into this life and things happen to you. People say mean things, maybe no one hugged you as a child or maybe someone hurt you. Maybe your teachers thought you were stupid or parents made...
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On Being Emotionally Exhausted (& Staying Anyway) #31writenow #nablopomo
I wrote this post a while ago, but never published it. I wasn’t ready. It was too real. I pose a few questions that I’d really love answers to. If you have any thoughts to share based on your...
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The Truth About Heartache
I have something important to say… Over the last two weeks, I’ve had the privilege of seeing two of my handsome and charming high school exes. One was an “official ex,” my boyfriend of five years whom...
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God is an Octopus (& so are you)
We fail each other. Human beings fall short. We hit when we mean to hug. We bite when we mean to beg. We kick when we don’t know how to cry. Human beings see themselves where they should see one...
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Love, Lies, and What’s Beyond The Drama
We are facing each other — bald head, brown eyes, and truth against my check. He smells like my soap and nice cologne. I wear sweat pants, a floral headscarf, and a scowl. I brace myself for a response...
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