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    Depleted Momentum • The Art of Weaponized Truth

    March 15, 2026 / No Comments

    Everytime the phone rings lately and it’s my mother on the other end, I think back to the times when she was not a phone call away but instead all in my face and in my personal space. I do not wish those days back.

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    Ready or Not – Don’t Come to a Battle of Wits Unarmed

    August 4, 2020 / No Comments

    She tried to make up new rules mid-game to stop me from winning. It's a board game, but it's also never really about the board game

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    Deja Vu Drama – Double Down on Your Disappointment

    July 21, 2020 / No Comments

    I was made project manager for the software upgrade I taught myself. My work friend wasn't chosen for the team. She's making it my problem. It isn't.

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    Divorced. Now what?

    Passive Aggressive

    April 22, 2013 / No Comments

    It might have been easier to leave if he'd used his fists. Passive-aggressive abuse is harder to name, harder to prove, and harder to leave. Written April 2013, still processing.

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    A Lame Excuse By Any Other Name, Is Still Lame

    April 19, 2013 / No Comments

    When your ex forgets your birthday and somehow makes it your fault, that's not an oversight — it's passive aggression. Recognizing the manipulation is a win.

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