Ever have those dreams that rip you from sleep when you hear a call out “Mom!”? …. Not knowing if it was real or if your mind was playing cruel tricks again in the middle of the night. I’m just so. Tired.Read More
He doesn’t get me. At all. Not many people do. Sometimes I wish he could crawl into my brain and hear the things that I say to him. Things that I wish he knew, but that I just can’t put into words. Things I can’t hear myself say out loud. Instead, we clash. Over andRead More
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