Playing on the knife’s edge between safety and danger is where the fun is.
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Playing on the knife’s edge between safety and danger is where the fun is.
Read moreI feel shitty. Oh so shitty.
Read moreMeditating helps. The addict’s mind in the face of pain and loss….
Read morePoor decision-making on my part.
Read moreLike a moth, I fly toward, rather than away from, a whole host of flames: the flame of jealousy, the[…]
Read moreFumbling our way forward, Charlotte and I….
Read moreIn which I’m stood up by a woman I’ve yet to meet.
Read moreCharlotte’s leaving me – at least for an evening. And, good girl that she is, she’s taking care of me in her absence. But it’s NOT easy.
Read moreMaking myself comfortable in the face of loss and abandonment.
Read moreIt’s really easy to step away from me in a way that won’t hurt me. Please – don’t hurt me.
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