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Sunday Bloody Sunday
My mother tried to gaslight me about my own period over breakfast. It went downhill from there. Welcome to Guatemala!
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Ode To a Cat – Rebreaking My Heart
Ode to my cat. Grief is a heartless bitch, and she's come a knocking on my door again.
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Me, Myself, and He Who Shall Not Be Named
Questioning the trifecta of personal issues: my non-relationship status, my identity, and am I still obsessed with the ex?
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Holding on for Dear Life
Song of the day that is my coping mechanism for the repetitiveness of my current life.
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My Do It Myself List
I am a list writer. I write lists of lists, and master lists of the lists that lists what’s on those lists. However, I also get shit done. I fully embrace that as an adult I am responsible for the outcome in my life and ever more so now that I have no one to depend on and Single Motherhood means that I have two young adults who need to follow in my shit-getting-done example.
