• Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Still November or December 2011 Moving right along So, continuing on with my saga… I started college all the way across the state. Studying music, like I had always planned to. Living in an apartment with my closest friends (and the other one, stupid bitch) and finding out what it is like to be young and…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    A quick break for work

    I believe I am still somewhere in the last two months of 2011. For Profit Social Work So, I think that it has pretty much been established that I am a Social Worker. I work for a For.Profit, unlike most SWs. Our company, For.Profit, expects each of its individual programs to make a profit of a…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Break in the exes

    For Profit Social Work So, I think that it has pretty much been established that I am a Social Worker. I work for a For.Profit, unlike most SWs. Our company, For.Profit, expects each of its individual programs to make a profit of a minimum 4%  each and every month. However, we are also a Social.Services.Organization. I believe…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Why I couldn’t leave Did I mention that Curt was a musician? A drummer to be exact. Did he have talent? Frankly, yes. He played with a band in town as both their drummer and one of the lead singers. My sister idolized him. Thus a large part of my problem. Lil sis is three years…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Still moving through hell

    Don’t judge unless you’ve been there Warning: As I have stated this is my way of working out my feelings about past issues. It is my therapy per say, and therefore anything said in here is honest and I don’t give a rats patutie if you agree with my assessment of the situation or not. I…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Number 16, or when my life totally went to Hell. 16 was Curt J. One of very few people who I wish I had never met, nor known was on the planet. This is the first time that my life and relationships truly took a sadistic turn. This is still a period in my life that I almost…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Bobby (15) continued

    Number 15 Cont. Unlike the last two guys that I dated, Bobby had no problems moving the physical side of our relationship along. With in a couple of weeks he asked if I was a virgin. I told him technically no, but the guy I had been with was a virgin too and since neither…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    A small break from 15

    Veterans Day (Nov. 2011) I am going off on a tangent now. You’re shocked I know! So unlike me. Whatever. My pop was a navy man. He served during the Korean war. He would sometimes tell stories about being on the ship in a storm. I think his favorite one was getting his wisdom teeth…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Number 15

    Number 15 (or Why my parents thought I had lost my mind) 15.) Bob S. I met Bobby while out with some friends on New Years Eve. We went dancing at the only under 21 club in the area. He asked me to dance and we eventually started talking. He had a friend that started talking with…

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  • Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
    However, this is not about them….
    This is about me.

    If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.

    Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
    Feel free to read or share the link with others.
    But remember this; this life belongs to me.

    Moving on from 12…

    *Note: I can see that I am still in 2011, near the end of the year Numbers 13, 14 and beginning of 15 I debated leaving out number 13, we only dated a couple of times and he lost interest when he figured out that I wasn’t interested in sleeping with him for a rum and…

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