Tag: memoir
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Smile. Be Polite.

They roll to a stop in the rusty old Datsun. Sadie sits in the front seat even though her head can barely see over the window. Seat belt baggy across her hips. ‘She’s a Man Eater’ playing very quietly in the background Watch out boy she’ll chew you up. The Suze switches the radio off…
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But Why?

I have been journaling since the 4th grade. As a child I did it as a way to keep track of my days. To be there for myself, when nobody else was. I have always been one who feels allllll the feelings. Deeply. Intensely. But expressing them was not allowed or tolerated in our house.…