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Opening the Box

Everyone is a good liar from one hundred feet away. It wasn’t a big lie. In fact, it was a tiny one I’m sure everyone has told some time, if not quite often, over the course of their lives. A friend,...

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The Un-Boyfriend

I stopped looking. I stopped trying.  I have barely touched my OKCupid profile, answered messages, or tried to hookup with anyone since meeting OKC boy. It came to me last night, as I snuggled up in...

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Why?

I’ve been asking myself that question a lot lately, mostly because of a friend’s influence, although Doc has been encouraging it as well. In regards to my theatrical career, there is one person who I...

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Three to the Third

I may never forget his birthday. I love numbers, always have, and as soon as he told me his birthday, I smiled and said, “Oh, cool; three to the third.” He smiled at the nerdy way my brain had branded...

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Yearn

Attention and affection; two simple concepts, yet it has taken me time and thoughtful introspection to realize they are the two major necessities I need in a relationship. I want a partner who will...

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The Mask

“Stop.”“Dammit.”“Feel that. Whatever you are feeling right now. Just sit with that emotion.”I didn’t want to. I was reading my homework for Doc. A few pages typed into my netbook. Very honest words to...

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Big R

“How many of you are in a D/s relationship?” I watched as the people around the circle raised their hands.  Rough’s gaze ran counterclockwise until his stare landed on me.  My hand was halfway up....

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EMDR

We started with a memory, a strong memory that incited a negative emotion.  I described the memory to Doc.  He had me close my eyes.  Travel back to that moment, back to those emotions, sit in those...

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Ironies

I got the phone call, knew what was going to happen soon.  Knew that there would come a day in my near future where I would live in a world where my father was dead. I put my mug down, my phone down,...

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Wednesday

It was cold enough that I slept with a hat on, my comforter draped over my face. When I woke up, it was still chilly.  I let myself snooze under my covers for a spell. But then I remembered the book....

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