The Similarities Between You and Daddy's Gun_The Shocking Arrival_The Deconstruction_An Unexpect
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The Similarities Between You and Daddy's Gun
Trigger Warning: rapeI tend to romanticize my life. It sounds ludacris when you say it out loud, but I guarantee every person reading this romanticizes their life. It’s easier to believe you’re the main character than just another bland face in a crowd of other faces. There are moments, though. Moments that feel so much like there isn't enough oxygen in the room. Thoswww.onedoor.cce are the moments we don't see ourselves as the most important person. One would argue it’s when we see the truth, however ugly. I suppose all of those things are the reason I'm standing here. The romanticising. The lack of oxygen...
The Shocking Arrival
I see the world go by without me. I see each ball of snow drop from the roof of my house. I tilt my head to see the icicles form on my roof. I shiver again. The dripping of the wet snow is one of the most relaxing sounds I have ever heard in my life.Drip! Drop! Drip! Drop!It's the same old people going around and about for the same errands. Mr. Charles is hanging on to his coat for dear life as he is shoveling the snow from his backyard. I continue to stare again from plain sight. I sneak on them like it's nobody's business.I note down what everyone is doing in the neighborhood.AnneMarie is ou...
The Deconstruction
"I'm having a hard time communicating with Ryan," the words fall out of Katrina's head as she shakes it. This is our sacred time together, a time to pour out wine and spill tears over the events of the past week. My weary soul always seems to find its rest right here at Katrina's kitchen table. I lend a gentle ear as Katrina talks about her husband Ryan, and lately she's been listening to me blow off steam about my parishioners without passing judgement. Katrina couldn't be further from the type of person I work with on a daily basis, and I am especially grateful for that during this time of m...
An Unexpected Promise
“I promise to encourage your passions, to keep you inpidual and unique, to keep you grounded. I will continue to be your best friend, and I will support you until the end of time.” “You may kiss the bride,” our officiant says. In one motion, I’m swept off my feet into an embrace that I had welcomed my entire life, although I didn’t realize it. Just a year before, I had vowed to never again take the route I was on now. Coming from a broken, loveless marriage, I had sworn that I was better off alone. After fighting for years to mend something unrepairable, I had f...