life in chaos
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Sadly, The Latter
My past shapes the woman I am today. I try hard not to, but things come up that remind me of what my life was growing up. I remember the bad relationships, the heartache, the anger. My frustrations in life. I look to my present… and how a lot of the problems of the past… Continue reading
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I Guess It’s Time To Be Honest?
I had an older friend of mine ask me this recently, but he was speaking of himself. I remember, there were three of us trying to figure out how to answer him. We know ourselves better than other people. I discussed as such earlier this year to a friend of mine. We don’t really know… Continue reading
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What I Do Now Pretty Much
In essence, what I do now already. I’ve only had 2 hours of sleep since yesterday. But I can certainly imagine working non-stop with my chores, lots of baking and cooking. And I would probably make it a point to visit a new restaurant every month. Or every other month. I would also intentionally nap…… Continue reading
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Bar Brawls & Bad Decisions
Preview: “At this point in my life, I’ve realized there is no point to be upset about anything like this because there’s nothing at all I can do to change anything. Nor would I want to have any ability to intervene.” I am absolutely in love with “Brit Cops!” I can’t help but mentally make… Continue reading
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What Kinds??
Biggest one is COVID19. Lingering one is COVID19. Ugh… I remember blizzards, Y2K, 9/11, BLIZZARDS, tornadoes and hurricanes they talked about on the news. That one time that my entire house shook due to a doggone earthquake in the area. BLIZZARDS. Lots and lots of school shootings. I also remember the DC Sniper. … Those… Continue reading
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… Beep …
I think out of all of the word prompts I’ve done, this one is the only one that I can’t fill properly. Because there are many things that most don’t know about me. There are things that would make the hair on their toes curl. As shocking as what I have discussed on here is…… Continue reading
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It Was A Scary Time
After my grandma died, my granddad needed help. I already lived with them, so I dropped out of college to get a job and help him pay bills. I also had to learn how to do laundry, grocery shop, cook more than eggs or oatmeal and balance a checkbook and deal with checks. Back then,… Continue reading
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How Could You Ever Know?
I know how poorly I will handle it when my dad dies. It nearly broke me completely when my mom died. Possessions aren’t the same as people though. But, it might hurt about the same. I have an emotional attachment to quite a few of my items. I even have an attachment to my box… Continue reading
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It’s An Every/Other Day Thing
I am very shy and uncomfortable around others–in person. Because I have hearing problems, I miss a large chunk of what people are saying in front of me if they turn away. … or if I’m over two feet away. Sometimes, I have problems understanding on the phone too. Now that I have worsening memory… Continue reading
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It’s So Strange
I’m a very open person about most things… though there are certain things that I don’t even share with my psychiatrist. A very good piece of advice I received was technically two fold. The first one told me this: “Be careful who you share personal information with.” So… I had that on board. I’ve become… Continue reading
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