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Hard Work

Everyone’s got an opinion on what it is. And I’m over here exasperated. Have you really worked hard lately? Have you torn down any grapevines by hand, just to hurt your hands? Have you driven up and down the highway, for days, for hours, hauling cargo or foster kids? Have you dug anything lately? Have…

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What Really Happened

So yeah, I survived an assassination attempt. Delusional discussions begin here. I “survived” by diving into the weeds with a three year old and a seven month old baby at 11:00 a.m. on one of the last days of the summer. I had left the truck open in the driveway of the “house.” The house…

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SHOES

Yep, I’m gonna go be a photographer now. Isn’t that artsy? (I respect photographers and know nothing about it. Just bein snarky). Anyway, let’s not hang around. I know you’re anxious to hear the rest of my story – why I’m in this dark mood. Ugh. I’m workin’ on it. I want you to understand…

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My Dream

There is a heron standing in the water. In the shallows. Near the bank. It is you. No. It is me. The heron stands on one foot. On your foot. No. Mine. There is an alligator swimming so slowly, silently, barely scraping the lake’s floor with it’s pale belly. It is you. No. It is…

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Change of Tune

I gotta stop talking about my “near-death”. Seriously, talking about that day gets me all panicky. But I can tell you something about Bella. And then we can go back to talking about the kids. You want to stop for the night? We can. As soon as we find a town. As for Bella. I’ve…

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Riding in the Passenger’s Seat

Shit, did you see that? It was like, the biggest eagle I’ve ever seen! But I should probably watch the road anyway. You didn’t see it? Man, you should keep an eye out. I know. You’re nervous now. You have that right. I come off as a little loca sometimes. Really, I’m just stalling on…

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I Know…The Road Trip…

Sit back dear. I’m sorry I left you on the roadside back there. But I came back for you, didn’t I? I threw you out and all but I’ve calmed down now, I swear. Forgive me. It’s just that, suddenly, you reminded me of something. A delusion I once had. I will drive a bit…

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Post Partum Psychosis

Post partum pyshcosis is an acute but terrifying condition that is caused by childbirth. This post is not to diagnose or treat. If you are feeling depressed with a new baby, or are having irrational thoughts, or thoughts of harming yourself or others seek medical help right away. I suffered from post partum psychosis and…

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Remember Me

Hopefully, you do. If not, that’s okay, too. I have been suffering lately from a rare form of Post Partum Depression – something that I thought I had under control. But, looking back on things and the manic writing I was doing (the climate crisis has traumatized me because I am concerned for the futures…

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Okay!!

We are all introduced. I know who I’m voting for. And I know how numbers can lose. Go tweet @ your person an hola muy Bella. Let’s tell em how we feel. With a twisted misdirect like they do. Always. But naughta. ๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒน๐Ÿต๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฑโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚

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