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Simmering Volcano.
Rage. I’m fueled by it. I don’t really know where it came from, but I’ve probably been struggling with containing it for about a year now. Maybe longer. I feel like a volcano, guys. I have so much grief over my Dad, hurt from being bullied in every job I get posted to, upset by…
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“You’re safe”
I sent and received this, guys: No apologies for scaring the shit out of me. The smiling face at the end especially pissed me off. This is funny to you, is it? I know. I should be relieved and I really should be thanking God but also… …WHAT THE FUCK?!? If I didn’t see the…
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Am I getting fired?
I work in a very busy role on the “front desk” (it’s huge and spans across about 20 meters) for a Council in Perth. There are usually 3 of us here every day – myself, “Maria” and “Marie” (yes, confusing). Maria and Marie both work part time and I am the only full-time officer. It’s…
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Releasing Dad’s ashes on Sunday.
First of all. NOPE. I’m not ready. I honestly don’t think I ever will be. Secondly, because Dad died overseas and then Covid made it impossible to fly to Mom or to fly her home – I feel as if my grief was somehow frozen in time. Since 4th June 2021, I’ve been able to…
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JD. Calm down.
I’m going to rant to you on my blog because I don’t know who I can trust at work. Haha. I think when I’m unsure of who won’t pass gossip on, the best thing to do is NOT SAY ANYTHING. But I need to get stuff off my chest so here goes: I’m absolutely FED…
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An update on the hammer 🔨
Well. Since I wrote to you yesterday, I’ve been on high alert. Holding my breath and bracing for the pain; I’ve clicked onto my Facebook messages and expected Matt’s profile to be gone – replaced with “add as friend?” because hes unfriended me or for Matt’s picture and name to be replaced with that God-awful…
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I miss you, Dad.
Hey Dad, There’s so much to tell you and you’ve missed a lot since you’ve gone. Mom fell in the garden and a metal star-shaped spike with razor sharp edges (yeah, I don’t understand why it was there either) went through Mom’s hand. Kate rushed her to hospital and we all gathered around Mom to…
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If
If he says “Let’s keep having sex, but no more kissing, ok?” It’s not ok. You have every right to feel hurt. And he is not the one for you.
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My pain doesn’t feel big enough.
Doubt hasn’t just crept in, it’s made a grand entrance and moved in. Comfortable in its usual surroundings of my self hatred. Yes. I feel good here. Doubt says, smiling and stretching out, ready for a long visit. Tonight, I’m sitting on the sofa in my pyjamas and I’m worried that the trauma I’ve been…
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For Catwoman ;)
Hey hey fellow bloggers, I posted a few days ago about my birthday celebrations and Kelly “Catwoman” showed such an interest in the “Mandurah Giants” that I took to Instagram to find photos of them all (these photos belong to others, not mine) so I could show them to her 🙂 The Artist who created…
"I get knocked down, but I get up again" 