141: It’s not about me

I miss her. Sometimes I would just sit in the living room and watch her paint. I know she has been struggling with creating. I hope this is the start of her uncorking her creative bottle.

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126: Grrr…

126: Grrr…

The pain will never go away. I will only find perspective for the pain. It is a part of me now. To hate the pain is to hate myself; to love myself is to love my pain.

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Friday’s Guest Writer: Icepicks and Other Homeopathic Remedies (10)

Friday’s Guest Writer: Icepicks and Other Homeopathic Remedies (10)

How do I get you out of my head? Maybe if I pour gasoline in my ear, and light it on fire. Or stick an ice pick through my eyeball.

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91: Hard Week

91: Hard Week

I simply want to stop waking up in the morning and looking for her in the bed next to me. I want to stop feeling the loss of her trust, love, body, and companionship. I want to be done with her…

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