Maybe it was the butt plug…

It really is so stupid. But I have learned that moments of breakdown come, as they should, unexpectedly. When you’re holding a fragile nervous state together with a safety pin –it’s always that stupid, small, silly thing – that unravels you.
The first day I

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I wasn’t at the grocery store…

“Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.” – Natalie Goldberg
I’m not sure what prompted me to write this. I’d been banging my head against the desk, trying to

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