I’d like to talk about one of the worst days of my life. Seven people died on that day, but I didn’t know any of them. Yes, it was
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Just Ate a Whole Box of Girl Scout Cookies — Big Whoop
You don’t care about my metabolism. Specifically, you don’t care about the grinding halt to which it came, and then turned around and spit in my face and kicked
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If I Only Had My Brain
I don’t remember my wedding. I don’t remember college. I’ve been to Brazil, apparently. I’ve seen Bruce Springsteen on Broadway, sat in middle of the first row. (First row!)
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Dame on Purpose: Personal Mission Statements
“The meaning of our existence is not invented by ourselves, but rather detected.” — Victor Frankl So, how often do you think about who you are? Every day? No?
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My Backwards Potato Famine
Please don’t tell me I should see a doctor first. I already know this may be crazy. Dangerously unhealthy. But I’m doing it. First, I have an insanely high cortisol
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Things NOT to Say to Someone Who Was Sexually Molested
Everyone knows there are things you do not say when people tell you they were sexually molested as children — things like: Well, what were you wearing? That explains a lot.
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Losing My Mind — Literally
Did you ever read the story “Flowers for Algernon“? (It was also a movie called Charly.) Here’s the story: Charly is an adult man with an IQ of 68,
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Weekly Confession: Why Do I Keep Getting This Stuff?
Hello, my name is Dixie, and I’m a shopaholic. (Hi, Dixie.) I’m not your credit card debt, hoards bags and bags from TJ Maxx kind of shopper. I’m more
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Weekly Confession #2: My Body is Broken (I’m Fat)
Last week I opened up about my broken brain. I keeping with my pledge to make a new confession each week, this post deals with something about which I am
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My Brain Is Broke
Maybe folks will look at this headline and think, “Big whoop” or less charitably, “Duh.” Actually, as a relentless over-sharer, my adding another confession to my list of not-so-secret-secrets
