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Maybe blogging isn’t dead. At least, not yet.
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I take the half-filled journal from my bedside; The leather cover is warm in my hands. The broken spine falls open on the table, displaying parchment pages the color of sand. My quill tip pen is newly filled after several month of sparing use. It hovers over the empty pages as I await my writing…
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I finally had the anxiety attack I had been expecting. With a global pandemic, an economic crisis, and a flood in my apartment, I am surprised I didn’t have a breakdown sooner. Those of you who follow my blog know that I have generalized anxiety disorder, which can (an has) triggered my depression, cPTSD, and…
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I can’t stay asleep. I can’t tell if it’s the dreams, my allergies, or my anxiety that have been causing me to wake in the middle of the night, or if it’s a potent combination of all of the above. The truth is, I think we are all having some anxiety about what is happening…
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I’ve never been more happy to be an introvert. After living my entire life in a society that places value on extroversion and social interaction, I have finally found an advantage for my natural introversion. Don’t get me wrong, I do like people as a whole; I’m not anti-social, I just have to do those…
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I recently discovered that I am a demiromantic. This was a mind blowing discovery, as I didn’t know there was a word for the way I experience attraction. After my last break-up I found that I was having a difficult time feeling romantic attraction towards people. Everything would be fine on paper, but I just…
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Why isn’t Leap Year a bigger holiday? If you think about it, Leap Year is the most unique of our standard holiday line up. Every other major holiday: Christmas, New Year’s, Valentine’s day, and Halloween, are annual events. They come around with great fan-fare every year. Leap Year only occurs every 4 years, and yet…
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I don’t consider myself a poet. I used to write a lot of sub-par poetry in high school and in the early years of college, but I grew out of the habit. It wasn’t a loss, more of transition. The style of writing most natural to me is prose, so I focused more on that…
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If you are anything like me, around this time of your you hit a rut. Part of it is the end of the holiday season and the return to the working grind. Another part of it is the cold, dreary weather. A final part is my constant companion, depression. Most people, especially those who live…
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I love my single life- let me be clear about that. I love my big, beautiful apartment that stays clean because I am only cleaning up after me and my cat. I love that my weekly groceries will only be eaten by me, so I never have to worry about someone else eating my last…
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So I failed NaNoWriMo. I could have written 50,000 words, but I didn’t. I could have written everyday in the month of November, but I didn’t. I could have finished my novel, but I didn’t. I could be upset about my failure, but I’m not. The thing is, I did so much more this month…
Bringing Mae Flowers 