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Until I fall away I don't know what to do anymore. |
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#727
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One time the woman said most people, in contrast with me, come to her with a belief or hope that she will help them.
She declined to give me their names and addresses so I could contact them to explain their folly to them.
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
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#728
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Yeah. I've definitely never had them. Sounds good to me.
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#730
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Reading the last few pages of the couch makes me despise myself so much.
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There are fried grits (again like fried mush) - you cook the grits, let them cool and roll into a log, refridgerate and then slice and pan fry the slices until they get crispy on the edges. I use bacon grease for the frying - usually at the same time as cooking an egg.
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
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(((Mastodon)))
I'm sorry you're hurting ![]() My therapy is making me feel very melodramatic at the moment. It's just me, it'll pass. I'm sorry if it upset you. ![]() ![]()
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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Damn Stopdog! I've gained about 10lbs with all the McDonald's I've been eating. I so don't need to start experimenting with fried grits! (Omnomnom)
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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Yes, as is mine. Sometimes almost too skillful. I'm lucky as well
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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#735
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My therapy left me feeling incredibly messed up Thursday. Still messed up yesterday. Finally a bit more balanced today... Hope I stay balanced for a while before doing it all over again Thursday.
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#736
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#737
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i miss my therapist so much.
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#738
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If there is anything below basement like under-basement thats where my bipolar elevator has plummented. Just feel likw whinging. Oh and my glasses broke and it will take a few days to get the new ones. Lucky i have 3 months supply of contacts.
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Also my ex husbands mental health nurse helped him move this weekend. My t would say "its not that kind of relationship" if i asked.
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#740
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I am all baby showered out... I came home and made smores, just because. Still no reply from T. It is very possible that he hasn't checked his work email at all. It is also way more possible that he isn't touching anything I say until we are in session together. I am bad at this.
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"You decide every moment of every day who you are and what you believe in. You get a second chance, every second." "You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!" - J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. |
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#741
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When is your next session?
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Yes, the smores were really good!
![]() Friday is my next session.. Though, my son has one on Monday with his T, so I may see with his receptionist then if he has anything open earlier in the week.. It is highly unlikely, but I might ask anyways.
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"You decide every moment of every day who you are and what you believe in. You get a second chance, every second." "You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!" - J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. |
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Ugh. I feel you. The shelter is going to give me some furniture, but not a way to move it... Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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![]() ![]() I'm bad at it too... Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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Good luck getting one sooner. I wish I could this week.
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I had intended staying in my pj allday but my daughter wants to go out
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#747
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I've had my hair up in a pony too long today - my scalp hurts.
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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My hair is too short... No pony tail possibilities here.
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Not even tiny little ones like they put on kids? ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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I just chopped off about 8" a couple of weeks ago. Now I have this little 1" nub that pokes out of the rubberband haha - I'm not sure it's much of a pony as it's just out of my face.
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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