The date is set, so to speak. I will be meeting with the woman who found me at work which precipitated this whole crisis. For someone who loathes drama, I seem to have stirred some up! While I don’t take this lightly – and with all the crazies out there, how could I? – this … Continue reading
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The mask and the illusion of privacy
I’ve been discovered! I’m a little uneasy about it and I’m unsure what to do next. Let me explain the situation. I was at work on Monday, when a gentleman walked into my place of employment. Since it’s a retail establishment, I asked if he needed help. He asked if we carried something, to which … Continue reading
A tale of two blogs
I’m a blogger. Well, actually I’m a writer who blogs. It’s how I survive, how I take these kernels of thoughts and ideas and nurture them into something more. Sometimes they’re profound, sometimes they’re silly. I’ve bared my naked soul to the world. It began simply as a way to cope with a break-up, and … Continue reading
I am not me
I look in the mirror and see a stranger looking back He is not who I am He is not who I’m supposed to be. I am not me I am what the world sees I am not who I feel I am defined by expectations I feel lost and broken beyond repair of man … Continue reading
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