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I have raging PMS and everything makes me cry. I have a bit of a sore throat, too, but no fever. Swollen glands, not sore on the inside, and no more than my usual (ex-cigarette-smoking, current-m...

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I feel like spring is extra-appropriate this year. I’m not religious and I don’t celebrate Easter in any way, but this really is a time of renewal, rebirth. I took my vaccinated self on a trip l...

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The cause is my sanity. Over-explaining, also known as the fawn response and people-pleasing, is a trauma response. In particular, it is a trauma response for someone who has been gaslit. I have...

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I am a formerly co-dependent person. The majority of my adult relationships were toxic, co-dependent nightmares, and that’s putting it mildly. Friendships, romantic relationships, familial relati...

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That’s how I feel right now. Really struggling with my body shape at the moment. I’ve gained a significant (to me) amount of weight in a short time and suddenly I don’t recognize my body anymore....

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self-conscious when I am alone. It’s weird, right? Like, no one can see me. No one. But sometimes I am just so uncomfortable in my own skin, I think, that even when I’m alone, I’m hyper-aware of...

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Sometimes when someone says “you can do it!” it makes it even harder and if it turns out you actually can’t do it well you’re just a big old disappointment now, aren’t ya?

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Sometimes I start to say something (in text, on the internet) and, halfway through my thought, I just stop and erase it because my brain says, “No one, literally no one, gives a single fuck what ...

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hurt people. I said that to my 13-year-old son today after yet another argument between him and my 20-year-old son. The older accuses the younger of gaslighting. He’s not always wrong about it. W...

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Sometimes, it’s just, you know. Recognizing you’re 1 in 7+ billion and nothing special and you’ve left no mark and someday you’ll just be gone, poof, and almost no one will know you ever existed....

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New goal. - Sometimes I stand up to leave the room, pick up my phone, and set it back down again. The thoughts, in fully formed sentences, enter my mind. It sounds like a voice similar to my own...

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