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a poem about regret.
I always thought . . .you were too perfect to be real maybe that’s why . . .I never believed you could feel those things you said . . .the sweet words spoken from your heart and I gave up … Continue reading
how I met their father. part 4.
Previous installments: Part 1 – Fame Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down Part 4 – Uncomfortably Numb By the time John contacted me, I was a cynical, bitter, hopeless twenty-something. I had given … Continue reading
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how I met their father. part 3.
Previous installments: Part 1 – Fame Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down. [or Sandra Consumes the Whole Internet.] What better place for a bitter, cynical twenty-something than the Internet? After a successful, or … Continue reading
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Tagged dating, depression, dreams, how I met their father, love, personal, regret, romance, writing
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basket case.
Anxiety sneaks up on me. I know it’s always there somewhere. But it lunges at me randomly, unpredictably. It grows into this huge fireball. It rolls around inside me, hurting my heart, making my stomach burn, tensing every muscle, rushing … Continue reading
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Tagged anxiety, depression, family, parenting, regret, writing
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fighting the heart.
I am a woman driven by emotion. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Emotion fuels my creativity and I would never wish it away. The love story enthusiast inside me adores the sweet romantic picture of me this way … Continue reading