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I’ve always wanted it but never had it. Or the ability to express it at least. I’ve known and watched countless women express it, but I could never duplicate it [ . . . ]

Josh came home to me last night and opened up like he never has before. He talked about everything in sincere detail starting from his days in high school and [ . . . ]

God, I’m in such a strange head space right now. Constant alternating emotions sparring head to head inside my brain, pummeling the contents with whatever emotionally damaging images my paranoid, [ . . . ]

I just don’t understand how it can be so easy for him to cheat yet he tells me I’m the one and he’s in love with me. That makes no [ . . . ]

I was ready to begin to open my heart again. I could feel it. I could feel it last night when I put my arms around him and we kissed [ . . . ]

I was so deeply lost in love with Josh that as badly as he treated me, it was if he could do no wrong. I haven’t felt that in a [ . . . ]

Jashar is sick again. He has a fever this time that keeps oscillating but is staying below 103. At least according to our ear thermometer reading. I was told that [ . . . ]

Human emotions tend to be so fracturing and flippant, instantaneously wavering at the mere glimmer of a selfish desire or need. I believe the subconscious is more deep set and [ . . . ]

I was in the waiting room of my tax guy’s office when this very attractive man walked in and sat near my son and I. Jashar was discovering the water [ . . . ]

I have been so physically ill in the past week and a half that I can’t remember a time I felt so additionally challenged to my already lethargic mental and [ . . . ]