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Healing Words: dissociatedfew
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The way out is to tell:. Speak of the acts perpetrated upon us, speak the atrocities, speak the injustices, speak the personal violations of the soul. Someone will listen, someone will believe our stories, someone will join us. Charlotte Pierce-Baker -author of Surviving the Silence. I was not only a survivor, but a witness to my own survival. I saw, too, that however painful my feelings of the past year had been,. The pain had not, after all, replaced other feelings, but only hidden them from sight.
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This is my story: dissociatedfew
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This is my story. I think it's time to share. I have decided that it is time to tell my story. I told him I didn’t have to date around to know that I was in love. I shrugged it off. November 14th rolled around, my boyfriend and I went out for our anniversary. Dinner and a walk in the park. I had even bought a new shirt that looked nice on me. He gave me a beautiful topaz necklace. I was so happy. I didn’t know what to think. None of it seemed real. I sat on the log where my backpack was. All I co...We wi...
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I am falling apart here, guys. I just found out that I work with…: dissociatedfew
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I am falling apart here, guys. He asked me if I had gone out with Sam. I wanted to vomit. I said, "No much to his chagrin." He didn't get what that meant so I said, perhaps to loudly, "I said no and it pissed him off.". I was on the verge of tears. His cousin's a nice guy, at least I think so. I thought same was nice too. But his cousin has said that his family is crazy and he distances as much as possible from them. Post a new comment. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post.
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Almost: cafedoom
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Here's to all the love we almost had. Here's to almost 3 years,. And the almost good times and the bad. I could almost say I miss you. I may almost want you here. But almost doesn't cut it,. You can't hold almost, dear. So here's to all the memories. Here's to all the pain. Here's to the future we almost had. Here's to the lives it almost changed. Our lives almost spent together,. Our hearts almost entwined. For my devotion almost for you,. For the mess you left behind. Post a new comment.
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