Three words that kill me from the start. While writing Tasks are only as difficult as the mind believes it is, I realized why I do what I do and why breaking the cycle has been such a struggle. Realizations happen when you least expect it and sometimes they come at exactly the right moments. At... Continue Reading →
Pain is my Savior
I guess you can say I’m the girl with the love - hate relationship with the big P. It’s always been my guardian angel . . . a fucking messed up one, in my opinion. Oh, it’s saved me from being quadriplegic and actually, it saved me from a few potential deaths throughout my 26... Continue Reading →
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