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Increasingly popular otherism
What’s something most people don’t understand? I tend to wait, reading each writing prompt daily, until I see one that evokes a strong response. This one left me vexed. And I’ve been sitting on a draft for weeks. There is a tendency I see, occasionally, of assuming what others do and do not understand. As…
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Call it what it is
Power dynamics are important to communicate and discover in any relationship. Parents teach from a young age who must make the decisions for the child. We work with our strengths and our weaknesses. In a romantic relationship between two consenting adults, decisions are made together. Making an assumption that one person always leads is a…
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Back to naivete
My friend. I just need to get back to the business of living. The business of loving and giving and taking. I’ve always been the summer child but my eyes are open and the sun is blinding and the grass is itchy and I cannot see the buttercups. I’ve always known the way because I…
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Privacy and help
There are times in life that everything is chaos, nothing goes right. People in your life are hurting, and it makes you feel things that might be unfair or selfish. You want to scream, to run away or cry or tell someone but it’s not your story to tell. Times like this I’m glad I…
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The NERVE
I have never been so humiliated and ashamed. It’s been a hard enough month, and this is what I get for it. I stare angrily at the machine. Nothing happens. No one is there to help. I am on the verge of tears, but I don’t let it overwhelm me because I am stronger than…
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Why am I not here
What do you wish you could do more every day? “Please,” I say to myself. “Stop thinking about what needs done or you would rather be doing. Be present.” The hopeful pleas of children wishing to do and play more – wishing to learn – quiet down, as I pay bills on my phone. “I…
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Quiet at night
The birds were infuriating. I tossed and turned at 6:30am as they sang the most I’ve ever heard in my life. Must be a big year for cicadas as well. What was the rule, something about every 7 years? I made my way to the bathroom and back, sipped some water, and heard the faucet…
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On Anxiety
And how it relates to ADHD The clock ticks. A question lies, unanswered. Someone says, “don’t you know the answer yet?” Sweat beads on my forehead as seconds slip by and my brain freezes. My heart beats in my throat as I realize this is something I should know, but now it is clear that…