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Why Losing My Religion Made Me a Better Person
The author reflects on their lack of religious devotion, shaped by experiences in Catholic school and a complex relationship with faith. While acknowledging the existence of multiple religions and historical figures like Jesus and Buddha, they reject organized religion’s constraints. Instead, they emphasize faith in humanity, personal growth, and community over dogma. Read more
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The Moves I Made
The author reflects on a tumultuous life marked by frequent moves and unresolved childhood trauma. Therapy reinforced a choice to avoid revisiting painful memories. Despite the chaos, moving became a means of escaping dissatisfaction, leading to multiple relocations across states. Ultimately, the author longs for stability and connection while grappling with attachment issues. Read more
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Thinking Back: The Thanks I Never Gave
Looking back on my younger years and comparing the cost of housing from back then until today, it’s crazy to me that I was able to move around so much when I was younger. I truly have no idea how I did it nor do I comprehend how I did it so often. It wasn’t… Read more
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The Things I Remember
The writer explores fragmented childhood memories associated with various smells. From listening to music while smelling Pine-Sol to reminiscing about innocent school crushes and mischievous antics with siblings, the nostalgia reveals significant life events. The author grapples with reflections on upbringing, health influences, and the lasting impact of seemingly trivial moments. Read more
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The Messy Autobiography Project
Approaching 50, the author reflects on midlife and the journey from being a teen mom to raising thriving adults. She expresses a desire to leave a memoir for her children, capturing her experiences and growth. Despite past struggles, her focus is on writing daily, aiming for personal exploration rather than monetary gain. Read more
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I’m Choosing Selfish
So much for spending all the time I wasn’t on social media writing blogs. So much for good intentions. I think I made it a week or so before I looked at my Facebook and Instagram again. Just briefly, but I looked, reposted a few things, then remembered why I got off in the first… Read more
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