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The last year of the most ridiculous decade. There was graduation, a marriage, a divorce, a few different states, a few stabs at new careers. Two graduate programs (one that I quit), three dogs, eight houses, and about a million hours in therapy. How to close this chapter?
https://letters-to-you.blog/2021/08/20/hello-its-me
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How you look at situations, your lens of the world has changed. How you interact with people, your relationships with others is fragmented and redesigned. But eventually, that way of living becomes familiar and doesn’t hurt so bad to wear it every day. You become desensitized to the itchy smock of grief, and at times can even joke about what an ugly number it is. This is me, until the next tragic life event occurs. Hopefully it’s a very long time from now. But when it does, I hope I don’t descend into a ball of gelatinous nothingness for a year and have to scramble to get my life back. I can’t worry about that now though.
https://daniellecanwrite.home.blog/2021/07/02/i-dont-even-know
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I realize that we are all a bit wounded. We carry our history in many ways; I carry mine scratched into my flesh and as ridiculous overthinking in my brain. Some of us can’t commit or don’t want to commit to anything serious because we have been so hurt by what life has handed to us. Some of us sublimate our pain and desires into other distractions–work, food, wine. Most of us think we are not worthy in some way because we are older, odd, or fail to meet society’s expectations.
https://nursedianneinalaska.wordpress.com/2021/03/27/we-are-all-a-little-broken
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Soon you will find new value and who knows, it could be better than the last!
https://thesaltroadjourney.com/2021/02/27/rejection-the-salt-that-gets-rubbed-on-the-wound
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