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Kill or be killed…

That is the question. After conversation with my therapist today I just wonder. As we spoke about the abuser. He asked me why I haven’t considered doing that after all the awful things he had done to me. It isn’t … Continue reading

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When I Miss You

I feel it when I miss you   It’s in my stomach It’s in my toes It’s in my fingers It’s all over   I feel it when I miss you   A down deep tingle A down deep longing … Continue reading

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New Therapist

I have started new treatment with new therapist. It is a male therapist once again. I think we get along well even though only had two appointments so far. I still struggle with my mind and stressful thoughts like a … Continue reading

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Another year

Happy new year to my readers and followers 🙂 Another year gone and another new years have passed by. I soon turn a year older, but as you know I don’t mark that day before in June. It is snowy … Continue reading

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Abortion

I want to bring up and talk about abortion and how I think about it.I have gone through one in 2001… Wrote about it in an earlier blog post. I can’t say it was something good to go trough. I … Continue reading

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The Future – I Survived

The future is here it is now. I used to tell myself that the future will be better. The abuse would stopped, he wouldn’t be around me or near me to harm me anymore. He still is out there, but … Continue reading

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Getting better…

The small daily things that I used to react to with a freeze in my body. White T-shirts like a scary ghost. I couldn’t stand people wearing white T-shirts. That meant everyone, young and old ones. I sat on the … Continue reading

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