Sunday, July 31st, 2011
Five years. Last week, though (like the bad little blogger I’ve been lately) I only just realized, marked five years for me as a blogger. Reflecting on that time, both upon blogging and the content on which I write, I’ve experienced quite a bit of Life over those years… I fell in love. And out [...]
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Tuesday, April 20th, 2010
Something is happening with my dad. Overtures have been made. A phone call here or there. An email. A text. A question that asks “Are you happy? I hope that you’re happy.” An invite for lunch when he’s in town for a business meeting. He’s trying, but it’s all very peculiar. My heart isn’t necessarily [...]
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Monday, April 12th, 2010
I never rebelled growing up. I’ve always been a reliable, “good” daughter. And yet, the verbal maneuvering and emotional posturing of my mother is resulting in a late twenties rebellion. Our phone conversation last night began innocuously enough. How’s work, what did you do this weekend, how was the movie, let’s plan Mother’s Day, and [...]
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Monday, March 30th, 2009
“What are these?” he asked as the faintest grey light began to peek through the window panes. It was quiet still, before coffee pots would be filled and church goers would gather. Laying naked, my arm comfortably resting on his chest, he softly traced the pale lines of my forearm with his fingertips. I was [...]
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Wednesday, December 20th, 2006
I read a quote from Peter Sellers today: “There used to be a real me, but I had it surgically removed.” How do I write about this? Why do I feel compelled to do so? Lately, I’ve felt as though I’ve disappeared. Like the real me has been folded up, wrapped in tissue paper, and [...]
Filed under: cutting, depression, work in progress by Nic
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