There’s No Good in Goodbye – Or Is There?

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These Hands

If these hands could talk. They’ve held onto hands, lovingly, yet tight, to pick up my weight and swing me back and forth. With the heart of a wide eyed child, without a care of what’s to come, just the happiness of the now. They’ve held the backpack straps of a first time schooler. AContinue reading “These Hands”

Behind The Mask

I was on the phone last night with a friend who pointed something out about me that I easily forget. See, she saw me at my absolute worst, during a time I was honestly starting to believe that I was the crazy one. (Nope, wasn’t me. It was just the narcissistic, borderline personality disorder denierContinue reading “Behind The Mask”