Why even come here anymore and write? It's just the same old shit. Just when I think we take a small step forward, I'm suddenly thrown back.
I cry every day. My son cries every day. Every day we are yelled at. I can't keep crying at work, trying to hide my personal business.
For the sake of my children I can not give up.
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A few words about password protected posts...
I'm not afraid to share most of what goes on in my head and in my life. But from time to time I might feel the need to vent or reflect on things that I'd like to keep private. If you e-mail me at with a compelling reason why you think you should have the password, I might consider giving it to you. If I know you in real life, please don't be offended if I say no.
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