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My Mornigs at the Bus Stop This Fall

I wake up in the darkness, and I feel like I’m dying. I just want to die, go back to bed and never wake up. I wish I could take my Munequito with me and go as far away as … Continue reading

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What Am I Tired Of?

Quite often I say that I’m tired. I know what I mean, and I think my husband sort of understands it as well. But the other day, when I said I was tired during confession, Father asked me: What are … Continue reading

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One Of The Obsessions That’s Slowly Destroying Me

I have a few obsessions; I think all of them are slowly destroying me. One of them is about going to a beautiful sunny beach with my Munequito. I didn’t have a honeymoon, but I never wanted one. To be … Continue reading

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My Morning Bus Driver

We met when he stopped the bus in the middle of the road so I could get in. You cannot really run with that cast, he said. And I liked him since that day. Every morning, he would show up … Continue reading

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Ten Years and Two Reasons

This August I will be celebrating 10 years since I moved to Canada. I’m 32, so pretty much I’ve lived a third of my life in this country. It doesn’t feel like that at all. I came to Canada when I … Continue reading

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Summer Love

I take you for granted because I’ve grown used to your love, your kindness and innocence your good heart, a heart with no malice. I love you because your smile is bright and welcomes my many faults, because you’re patient with … Continue reading

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Rebraining My Brain

I need to rewire my brain, that’s the conclusion Lindsey (my counsellor) and I reached after my last session. I don’t like saying rewiring, so I made up the term rebrainig (which is not really a word, but I’ve decided to use … Continue reading

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