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31. Welcome Home

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When I was little, around 7 or so, I got into an argument with my mom. I felt so angry, over something stupid, I’m sure. I was so upset, I decided the only thing to fix my woes was to run away. I emptied my barbie doll suitcase (it was the only one I owned), and I packed my necessities. A toy or two, or three, and a gatorade with some goldfish. In my eyes, that was all I needed. I told my mom I was leaving, and that I never wanted to see her again. I made it outside, … Continue reading 31. Welcome Home

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25. My Hannah Rose

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He’s a little bit of something new. I know I briefly mentioned that my mom wrote letters to me while I was in foster care. I was cleaning out some of my paper hoard from my time in college, and came across some of them. I thought I’d share one. I’ll be doing my best to transcribe. I can read most of it, but some of the letters blur together in places; especially when her emotions got the better of her during writing. She drew a rose, which I’ll take a picture of and put as the icon for this … Continue reading 25. My Hannah Rose

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21. Max

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I felt betrayed. Not because this was the single most deepest conversation I’d ever had with him; but because of all of the years I spent living in denial that I could ever win his approval. – My diary entry from September 7th, 2015 (Beginning of my second year at Uni). My brother Max was the coolest guy I knew growing up. He had neat gadgets and video games, and awesome clothes. I wanted to be like him, and I remember I always tried to impress him with my knowledge of geeky things like video games and superheros and stuff. … Continue reading 21. Max

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15. I Hate Peanut Butter

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Don’t stab me, I have my reasons. I used to like peanut butter. I also want you to know that this is a completely random topic I wanted to write about after my reflection #1. It’s 8AM and I’m hungry, so maybe that’s why I’m thinking about food. Anyways, peanut butter. When I was 6 or 7, my mom and I went on a road trip to Missouri to visit my grandparents. The catch was that we went with our neighbors. There was the mom, and the daughter, who was a couple years younger than me. So, the four of … Continue reading 15. I Hate Peanut Butter