Month: August 2015

Irritability Isn’t Cute

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I HURT. There's no getting around that. After nearly two straight weeks where I haven't missed a single dose of Topamax, a migraine broke through last night. I was waiting for it. I expected it. It wasn't nearly as bad as a migraine without a preventive in my system, but after almost two weeks with … Continue reading Irritability Isn’t Cute

It’s Okay To Change Your Mind

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It amazes me how different people identify different things within you. Some people have this incredible ability to truly see inside your soul, whereas others only see enough until you no longer serve a purpose in their life. A friend recently told me I had a "beautiful light within" and later pointed out that I … Continue reading It’s Okay To Change Your Mind

This Shouldn’t Have Happened

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Saturday evening was...eventful. And by 'eventful', I will say it involved my neighbor's new dog (who she cannot control, keep on its leash, etc.), a neighbor down the street's daughter, and the cops. In front of my house. I thought it was going to result in World War III based solely on the level of … Continue reading This Shouldn’t Have Happened