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Couples Counseling is Not Marriage Counseling
My therapist asked me last week if Flea Market guy and I would consider couples therapy. I always had a picture in my mind that couples therapy was really marriage therapy. And since we aren’t married, it seemed like a foreign concept to me. We got on the topic because she asked me how satisfied… Read more
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The Big Break
I guess it’s safe to say I took a break from writing. Whenever I’m mentally in a weird place, I pull away from the keyboard in an effort to not add anymore negativity in the world. But a lot has happened since I left. I’m still seeing Flea Market Guy most days. We have an… Read more
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Trying Not To Feel Guilty
I went to a counselor today. A mental health counselor. It wasn’t planned. I woke up and had already planned on going to work late because I had to take my mom to an appointment. I came out of the gas station, coffee in hand, and saw a text message that the appointment had been… Read more
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A Lost Friend
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. Well, I guess I should say it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. I feel like I’ve written a lot, just never finished anything or gotten around to hitting the publish button. I think the last thing I posted was about my friend losing her shit… Read more
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To Infiniti and Beyond
I bought my kid a car. It’s a 1999 Infiniti i30. It’s nothing fancy, but it’s not quite the beater car that I thought I was going to end up getting him. It’s a cute little car, with a sunroof and a couple dings in it. He didn’t know I was car shopping for him.… Read more
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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
Flea market guy and I turned a page recently. It was the page I have been waiting for, for a while. Since I met him, really. He told me that he loves me. More than once. Yep, you heard that right. He. Love. Me. And even though I’ve been wanting to hear it from him,… Read more
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