Author: Confessions
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#106: The Wicked Webs of Wild Wolves (In Sheep’s Clothing)
Death has a funny way of sorting people out of your life. For whatever reason, it opens your eyes to the individuals masquerading around pretending to be something they’re not. That’s something I learned and have carried with me for the last year. I quickly found out who I could and couldn’t trust in the…
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#105: Some Seek Forgiveness, I Just Want Peace…
I’m forcing myself to write tonight. I don’t really want to, but I know that I need to. Part of that healing process, I guess. Force yourself to do that which you know will be beneficial etc…etc…It’s too bad that’s the last thing I want to do. I find it increasingly difficult to write these…
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#104: (Funeral) Dirge
Sorrow has overflowed my soul…Bare with me as I journal my grief…I’m trying to find healing…I’m trying to find hope… Welcome to my mind. Find my previous entry here: #103: The Silence that Screams What was it? 3 days…4 days…Maybe 5 since he died? Days were beginning to blur. Screaming sessions, involuntary moments of weeping had…
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Excuse me for a Moment,
I decided to take a break from my journaling today…If you didn’t know, my last few posts have been focused around journaling through the last year of my life…Intense grief that needs to be processed and so I’m writing it out in a narrative. If that’s your jive, you can check it out. If not,…
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#103: The Silence that Screams
Sorrow has overflowed my soul…Bare with me as I journal my grief…I’m trying to find healing…I’m trying to find hope… Welcome to my mind. Find my previous entry here: #102: A Picture Worth a Thousand Words “You could’ve been there more.” A familiar voice echoed through the darkness… “You should’ve visited more often…” My apartment was…
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