A lot of mixed up feelings.

So I got my stuff, and thank the gods I did. The apartment, with no one there to help clean, is a disaster. Everything’s been moved around and the couch I was sleeping on is now in the kitchen.Which means that if I had gone […]

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Walking away.

If any of you remember, I wrote about the pain of living with a rape. (here) Well, there’s something else that’s been an ongoing saga. (Besides the car.) My father has been going through a divorce since the middle of September. Once the papers were […]

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