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You can’t break a broken heart

Sometimes, therapy just….is what it is. I knew last night would be hard. I knew I’d have to talk about the things that hurt the most. And that’s exactly what happened. As soon as I got there, she basically said “let’s color today, it seems like a good day for coloring”. I totally didn’t disagree. …

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If I leave first, you can’t hurt me

When the anxiety is so palpable, you can hear nothing but your own heartbeat inside of your ears. Your chest feels like it’ll very likely explode with the next way too strong beat. You don’t want to drink more. You know that won’t help! But it does……..until it doesn’t. Until you take it too far. …

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51 weeks

He’s 51 weeks old. That means that next week, in 7 days…he turns one. And that’s a day I have been dreading for weeks now. More than likely, he’s my last. Our last baby, our last first birthday…and I hate it all so much. I’ve put off planning a party. Buying decorations. Coming up with …

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Trying to have a different perspective

Lately, nights have been rough. I’ve fallen back into some old, bad habits. Two nights ago, I unintentionally picked a fight with my husband, around 11pm, when he was exhausted and all he wanted to do was go to sleep. When I woke up the next morning morning, I was still pretty upset about the …

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Opening up my heart…one inch at a time

I’m awake before the sun here in Florida this morning, and it’s travel home day. The hotel window overlooking my gorgeous view is fogged with humidity, as it is every morning. Still, I can see the sun making it’s way up and over the horizon. By some actual miracle, I was able to pack nearly …

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