I said that to myself last week about what I wanted and needed and here it is today and I have it: "here, done now;" after decades of peregrinating in self-psychoanalysys. At the heart of it this is what I see: my father wearing feminine menstrual protection pads for his urinary leakage to parties because … Continue reading Here Done Now
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Horse
Im finally getting it all figured out. My life in my family since i was 28 years imd has been dictated entirely by tbe death if my sister's horse. This is exactly as crazy as it sounds. They got a backhoe to BURY HER ON THE PROPERTY. (The horse, not my sister.) (Did i mention … Continue reading Horse
