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Once dimmed and diminished, she refused to stay small. A woman who fought - with strength, pain and scars, her writing is real, raw and without apology. This is her voice. This is her truth.

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2025-The Year of Shedding and Growth

Trauma in My Bones

It's in My Nerves

I realized yesterday that my mood was just "off". I’m usually in an uppity, bouncy mood on a Saturday night. I like to have fun. Even when I’m by myself, I’m light. But last night I had a mood crash after vegging out all day.

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Thinking out Loud (2)

Right now I’m stuck in a void between chapters, and I hate the void because I feel like I have zero control. I’m someone who survives by knowing what the next step is, and right now every pillar feels suspended - my finances, my job, my Patient Talk program,

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Depth Before Trust

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Living by Choice

I chose to live a long time ago because I realized my dad died at 52 and never got to really live. He died from a disease that took him too fast. And my dad was the kind of person who thought he had time - he saved, he worked, he

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Thinking out Loud (1)

Sometimes I wonder - is this me living in the past? Or am I just trying to figure shit out? Should I not be thinking about all the things I could be doing? Am I supposed to just sit here and wallow in everything that’s already happened? I don’t

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Is it Strength or Survival

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I Am Not my Mother's Daughter

Mommy, Look at Me

3 Peas in a Pod

The Version They Know

Being fully me in front of my true people. So, it’s Saturday evening and I leave Tuesday night. I know I have plenty of time to pack, but for me, this already feels like I’m cutting it close. Normally, I’m packed and my suitcase is ready by

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Solo Traveling - Table for One

People always say I’m brave for traveling solo. I understand why, but at the same time, I don’t. Am I supposed to wait for someone to come along? Or a partner I don’t have - and at this point, may never have? So what … my life is supposed

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Living Out Loud: Step Up or Step Out

I went out solo tonight - a new thing I recently started doing after many many years of being on hiatus. Anyway, I ran into someone I rather fancied because I like his energy. And it made me think - what does it actually mean to live unapologetically me? You know what

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The Semicolon

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Unapologetically Me

Something deep in my gut has always known there's something about me that has never quite resonated with the rest of the world. I've always felt out of place - different. Sometimes, it felt like I was meant to be here to suffer, like I did something

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Dancing with Myself

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I Am Not my Mother's Daughter

She Made Me Believe It Was My Fault - It Never Was

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Danger Zone Arc 3/3

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3 Peas in a Pod

The Cost of Protecting Her

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Danger Zone Arc Part 2 of 3

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Danger Zone Arc - Part 1 of 3

The Triggers There’s a part of me I don’t like reaching. And when I warn I’m about to lose my shit, I’m not saying it metaphorically - I mean it. Because I know what comes next. This blog/memoir is healing, yes. But it also comes with

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I Am Not my Mother's Daughter

From Love to Hate

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How it All Started

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My Silence is My Survival

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Luck or Life

Then There Was Them

The Pathological Liar - The Disappearance

He had even asked my friend to convince me not to have my son. Said I was too young. Played it as concern, but I knew the truth: he didn’t want a child with me. And yeah, I was young. But I wanted that baby. I wanted someone to

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The Pathological Liar - The Shortcut

I met him when I was 15, and for the purpose of this blog and for privacy, I will call him “The Pathological Liar” - the man who would eventually become the father of my son. He was four years older: confident, persistent, smooth. And at the time, I didn’t