Disclaimer: The author is not looking for sympathy with this post. It is meant to be a humorous look at the sometimes unwelcome changes in our bodies once we hit a certain age. She does, however, suspect that there will…
Nonfiction, Personal Narrative
I Don’t Do Grief
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I don’t do grief. I do denial. I do tortured anguish. I do distraction and avoidance quite well. But grief? Not so much. And after telling others that they need to give themselves time to properly grieve instead of pushing…
Nonfiction, Personal Narrative
Purged
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It’s time. In fact, it’s long overdue. I’ve needed to purge myself of this, of you, for too long. Today, I took the last of your things to the storage unit. There are no more reminders of you in this…
Poetry
if i was there…
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if i was there you could cry on my shoulder you could talk about what hurts you could sit quietly while I hold your hand you might not feel so alone you could lean on me for support if i…
Music, Personal Narrative
Musical Musings – Chasing Pavements
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I was talking to a friend last night about relationships and how difficult it can be to know when to give up and when to keep trying. It can be a very fine line and is unique to each person…
Poetry
Blinded
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one is blinded by fear and sadness the other by love and hope neither sees the pain they cause the sadness the loneliness the apprehension all of it lost in their own selfish hazes one dwells in the past…