Tag: love
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Celebrating Ten Years of Writing and Change
The author reflects on a decade since discovering a website for self-expression, documenting personal growth from an insecure teenager to a confident Behavior Analyst living in a vibrant city. Despite challenges, including feelings of abandonment, the author celebrates accomplishments, including three college degrees and embracing identity, while expressing gratitude for a supportive writing community.
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Everything Changed
“There are so many words fighting to get out of my mouthor fly with this pen on paperto weave together my story.” – she is ready to speak Megan Strickland Dear readers, We are now again, on the brink of a new year and I have found myself writing once again in this often abandoned…
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Today
Today, the sun bares it’s radiant grin. It winks at the clouds and laughs with the fowl who intermingle with them. Today, the coffee’s aroma beckons for taste, and accompanies delightful pastries. As nourishment is thrown to the wind, for the sweet and delicious. Today, lovers remain in love. And music speaks to the soul.…
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Editing on a Rainy Day
Hey, everyone! I told you I’d try to make more posts. So, I’m going to inform y’all about my lazy/slightly productive day. I woke up pretty late. I destroyed my regular sleep cycle when I moved because the new job I have didn’t have me actually working until more recently. And when I did work,…
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Today’s Activities
I don’t have very many pictures this time. But I did have a pretty eventful day for a day off. What I mean by “pretty eventful” is that I wasn’t watching tv all day! Anyways, to start out, I got my hair cut! I didn’t realize how bad it was until my mom took a…
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The adventure of the day
So, me and my love went to the DPS office to officially change our addresses to our new home. I honestly thank God for this turd for putting up with me at home and at work, and not wanting to leave. He’s the definition of love. And dorkiness. Anyways, our next trip we made…
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The Second Rate Sister
My life between the ages 11-16, were some very difficult times in my life. I know, ‘You were so young, what could possibly be wrong?’… a lot. A lot could be wrong. Now, my story isn’t one of physical violence, or verbal abuse. I wasn’t saved by a family member from my burning home. I instead, struggled…
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A Stranger and a Shirt
So the most amazing thing happened today. I work at Walmart, the one place that not a lot of kindness is shown. The busy place to come in and out as a weekly, or sometimes daily, routine. It’s all hustle and bustle. Except when, miraculously, you come across a bit of kindness amongst…
A Little of Everything 