2 things for yesterday and today : old shirt and used up daily planner.
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Expired makeup...the first in a series! Stay tuned 馃憤
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I did get rid of a soap holder...just didn't take a picture.
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Next : bathroom's forgotten used up stuff...
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It鈥檚 good to be aware of your shortcomings and work on improving them, but don鈥檛 punish yourself for them. Be patient. Keep doing your best, even if that means small steps at improvement.
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#3: old coasters...
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Item #2:
A soap holder in the shower that doesn't serve any purpose and just stinks!
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Decision: Throwing one thing each day. Making room around me to be filled with anything but stuff! Where will it take me? What will I shed?
#1 : empty jar.
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Totally!
Yep.
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Out of the blue, I find myself and my senses: repeat, rewind, record and reset... For when it all comes down, fall where it may, I'll freeze static and stoic, and left for over, forever foreign. I'm calling so you'll answer and say: you're not alone here in the blue.
#surviving #childhood #sexual#abuse
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Let's talk about intention. I spend my days trying to feel....anything. And when I do it's always too intense. I am in this fog I can't shake anymore. I'm not even sure I want to. Or I might just be too tired to do or care. Intention sounds a lot like "willpower" you know, that bullcrap about being in control. I haven't felt in control since...I don't know when. Truth is I was never in control. You see, when your childhood is blown to a million pieces of hurt and shame and you can't tell anyone about it, then it'll take a few lifetimes to collect it all, pin it to the sacrificial ram and send it to oblivion. I am a believer in the Higher Power and in some form of destiny. It saved my life then. So why does it still stick to my bones, fill my body with ache. If fate is part of the Divine, then why is pain so relentless after you've made sense of it? Where is the intention?
#surviving #childhood #sexual #abuse
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BREATHE ...........馃挋
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