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I Can’t Breathe

As I’ve mentioned before, M knows about this blog. He has, on occasion, even commented on random posts (and yes, they were about him).  He doesn’t read it everyday, but it would be wrong for me to write much about what I’m thinking and feeling right now. So I won’t go into too much detail. […]

Ugh

So… First off, I think I might turn the comments off for this post. I just don’t think I can deal. My life has taken some seriously strange twists and turns in the last couple of years.  If I were to sit down and have a “catch up” talk with an old friend who I […]
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For F*cks Sake

Let’s start with a fact – I don’t like loose ends.  Now, you read this and think, “OK, no big deal.”  But I mean, I really don’t like loose ends.  I’m pathological about it.  This is not me bragging.  This is me admitting a pretty big flaw in my personality. I like to wrap things […]

The Worst Great Date Ever

I had a date on Saturday night.  A first date.  It was, in so many ways, the best first date I’ve had in years. It was also the worst date (first or otherwise) I’ve had in years. And now I’m utterly confused and miserable. Because it was just so nice to spend time with a man […]

The Crazy Bitch in the Mirror

I’ll admit it. I’ve been that crazy girlfriend. You know, the one who calls and leaves a few too many voicemails (and texts and emails). Who asks, in a peak of frenzy, “why haven’t you called me back” in her 10th message of the day. The batshit crazy girlfriend, like the one we all laughed […]
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