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    How to Exorcise Your Mother – Demon Be Gone

    March 5, 2026 / No Comments

    Two months since she left. One month to remember what sleeping through the night feels like. Zero regrets. Demon be gone.

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    Palace of Delusion – The TikTok Trigger Incident

    March 4, 2026 / No Comments

    I made the mistake of laughing at something on TikTok and thinking that it would be a hoot to share it with my narcissist mother. Big mistake.

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    This is for my absent father

    February 21, 2016 / No Comments

    Recently I saw that my absent father was creeping me on LinkedIn. Dude, I can totally see who was looking at my profile, why do you insist on stalking me?

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    My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    I Am Not the Favorite Child

    December 22, 2014 / No Comments

    I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning, after being woken up by my mother, I needed caffeine support to keep me upright. After the first cup, I set my mug on the counter, with the expectations that the mug would be conveniently located in closest proximity to the supplies.

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    My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    Hitting the Unlike Button

    December 10, 2014 / No Comments

    Parking at my complex has always given me grief. Before the managers implemented the paid reserved parking, finding a spot, especially on weekends when everyone but me seems to have “extra” guests, was near impossible. I opted for the paid spot because I have enough uncertainty in my life, whether or not there’s going to be a spot near my building is the last thing I want to think about when I have groceries and two flights of stairs to climb.

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