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Status: knowledge is all past tense. i can't **know** a thing until it has already happened. stay in the present tense. stay ignorant.
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Despite the nitpicking I received for using this out-dated phrase like it was new-to-me. Do I need to put *TW* on the tag line? PTSD Barbies are ever so sensitive about such faux pas. PTSD Brain is...
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For now, the DIL family, complete with their litigious manuevering, is sliding neatly into the same psychic compartments with the Welfare Nulls and Lawsuit Lotto players on the estranged branch of my...
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As with the sibs, et al, who have played lawsuit lotto with me, I stand ready to walk away in refusal to let children become pawns in these ego games. It is considerable harder with orphaned...
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This morning finds me with a fresh round of gratitude for my therapy support network. None of them are here, but I verily burned up the telephone lines venting to the people who are tolerant of my...
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The other grandfather's lawyer *won* his day in court today. No immunization for Big Sis. No school for her until she is old enough for the public schools. I am haunted by visions of them waddling...
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Big Sis has been using the words, "My Mommy Died" far, far more often than the "I'm a big girl" she used to parrot before the tragedy. I am far from certain she knows what those words mean, but the...
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Somewhere along this current trail of tears, Hubs ran across an essay about how the weeks after the death of a loved one are a quest for "The New Normal." The phrase has caught on like wildfire among...
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I took the techno snot knot that scrambled my laptop Saturday to be a *Sign From Above* that I needed to disconnect from the e-web for a while. The weather on the bio-web was purty enough that it...
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Months after our 39th anniversary, I still do not understand Hubby's approach to extended family, not even when I see ^it^ in the other silver platter refugees who have haunted my life and convinced...
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This morning is 50+ degrees colder than it was yesterday, with cold, windy rain. Big Sis was clinging like a recently orphaned child. Her Little Sis woke on schedule ready to play. As the dawn...
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This morning finds me unable to quell my fears of the future. CPS is doing everything they can to expidite the adoption of the three GKs by Hubs and I. Even in my current impaired condition, I can...
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The bully blisters are still surfacing. Perhaps still escalating, but we arenae keeping a close score on that sorrow. Big Bro was involved in two fights at school yesterday. Big Sis is bullying Baby...
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Let the games begin. . .The current round of flashbacks started yesterday afternoon with a call from the insurance company. Since Mommy was a passenger in the vehicle, her heirs are entitled to a...
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Stigma flashbacks are haunting this morning, starting with being stuffed in a playground trash can by an older child who ". . .knew what to do with white trash" to the schizophrenia tragedy tales...
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Whether to grieve the end of life or celebrate the end of suffering?As of the last court hearing in July, the family court was giving serious consideration to terminating parental rights of my son...
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