Tag Archives: life

help. I need help.

Posted on 20 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

I don’t know how to explain this without explaining it, but that’s exactly what I need to do. I don’t want to share the actual details because it’s too personal. I know—I really have no filter here so this probably … Continue reading →

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just stop.

Posted on 13 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

I guess I’ve been doing everything wrong. And my family wants nothing to do with me because of it. Lately, each of the four of us (me, son, daughter, husband) have had our own shit to deal with, and in … Continue reading →

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why not me?

Posted on 10 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

Let me just start by saying… What the fuck? Yesterday, I had a bad day. I had too much going on, both inside and outside my head. I woke up exhausted, so much so that I took a nap at … Continue reading →

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I’m losing it.

Posted on 9 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

I have read 91 books this year. But I’m losing my reading bug. [Can I just add that I spent a solid fifteen minutes trying to think of (and look up) another word to use for “bug” in this sentence, … Continue reading →

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lies.

Posted on 7 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

Why do people lie? I can accept that people may answer a question dishonestly sometimes for whatever reason. I can usually get past that. But I’m talking about something else. I’m talking about lies that came from nothing. No questions … Continue reading →

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my heart is broken.

Posted on 2 November 2021 by what sandra thinks

My life is a mess. And my heart is broken. I am just broken. Mentally, physically… sigh. I can’t even talk about a lot of what is happening in my life because it pains me to discuss it. And what … Continue reading →

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what do I love?

Posted on 31 October 2021 by what sandra thinks

I need something in my life. Something that I enjoy. Something to drown myself in. Something I’m passionate about. I feel like the poster-child (although not a child) for depression. “Have you lost interest in things you once loved?” Why … Continue reading →

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revelation. I had one. or two.

Posted on 29 October 2021 by what sandra thinks

I originally titled this post “something is wrong with me” but that’s so damn obvious I thought better of it. However, I do think I am messed up because I had an MRI yesterday, and I now want to have … Continue reading →

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