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On Faces And Eyes, Specifically Mine.

It was a mistake.  An error in a shipping label or a database glitch, maybe, but a mistake for sure. And yet this completely coincidental accident seemed anything but coincidental. **** It was odd for me to email her.  Although … Continue reading

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Accepting MY Normal

One of the worst things about depression is the feeling that you’re not normal. You can’t do as much as everyone else, and you don’t understand why.  You get tired.  You can’t focus.  You’re easily overwhelmed.  You beat yourself up … Continue reading

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For My Very Best Friend

  I never remember to call her on her birthday. Ever. We’ve been friends for 17 years, and I always call the day before or the day after, but never on the actual day.  I’m pretty good at remembering dates, … Continue reading

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Truth In Blogging: Some People Are Bitches

I’m not perfect. None of you are surprised to hear that, I know.  But my point is that not only am I not perfect, but I have no desire to appear perfect.  Not to you or anyone. There’s too much … Continue reading

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I should have said…

“Are you nervous or excited?” I asked. Jared looked up from his half of the admissions packet we were filling out for our new marriage counselor.  He shrugged one shoulder and contorted his lips the way he always does when … Continue reading

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Cut From Strange Cloth

When I was growing up, I wanted to be my Grammy. Actually, when I was first growing up, I wanted to be my Nana.  As far as my preteen eyes could tell, Nana was rich with money and royal blood.  … Continue reading

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The Ocean Doesn’t Care

“It doesn’t matter if you go to the ocean to fill up a thimble or a bucket, the ocean doesn’t care” – Wayne Dyer There is no better place to ask questions than beside the ocean. Because the ocean doesn’t … Continue reading

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The Mountain. (Or: By the end of the week I’ll have killed this blog entirely with all this emotional shit. So there’s that.)

My therapist described it as going up a mountain. Right now, it feels more like falling on my ass. Over and over and over again. Unless you’re rock climbing, you don’t go straight up a mountain.  You go around it.  … Continue reading

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Decoder Rings Do Not Come With Comments

There is no good way to ease into this. My husband, Jared, and I have decided to separate for 3 months. No, we’re not getting divorced.  Yes, I understand that separation is, in many instances, the “first step towards a … Continue reading

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Growth. Which is not the same as good writing. Clearly.

I’ve written a lot of really personal stuff here. I’ve talked about my marriage – the good and the bad.  I’ve documented my depression as it was happening.  I’ve used this blog to communicate with my husband via “open letters“, … Continue reading

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