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I adopted my pet when I was 24. We always had family pets growing up, but Aspasia is the first pet I can truly call mine. She came into my life when I was at my lowest, when my depression was evolving into a mixed-manic episode that would push me past the edge of sanity.
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I was diagnosed with Bipolar 2 in the spring of 2023. After over a decade of managing symptoms on my own, this diagnosis came as a relief. For years I lived with the fear of losing control of my mind and body, and saying and doing things I would regret. For years I had to
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When did humanity become so inhumane? Archaeologist Margaret Mead once famously said “The first sign of civilization is a healed femur”. In a time agriculture, when humans survived by hunting and gathering in a nomadic lifestyle, a broken leg would be a death sentence to someone trying to survive on their own. Someone with a
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You fell first. Open and trusting, You never doubted if you could love me. You patiently waited for my closed heart to alter, Now, you fell first But I’ve fallen harder.
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My partner gets anxious watching Gilmore Girls. Despite the quaint, small-town setting and low-stakes plot, he finds the frequent disagreements and quick-paced quipping to stressful. I, on the other hand, consider the show to be kind of peaceful escapism. In a way, this difference is the perfect summary of our family dynamics; his family makes
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I don’t need my partner. I love my partner deeply. He is considerate, patient, goofy, talented, smart, and attractive. As far as heterosexual dating goes, I hit the jackpot. In the 18 months we have been dating, he has added to my happiness and emotional health by leaps and bounds. I don’t want to imagine
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We would be eating pie right now. That’s the kind of couple we were. Snipping like grandparents, teasing like kids. Sharing and stealing our slices in turn. That old Village Inn, with its peeling paint and faded sign, Has been replaced by a pizza joint. But that’s what memories do- Change. Four years ago we
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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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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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I’ve been single for over a year since my last committed relationship. As I mentioned in a previous post about the single-shaming culture of Utah, I don’t mind being single. I enjoy having my time, money, and space to myself. I like going out and meeting new people both casually and on dates. Sometimes, I
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