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Bloom
Back in January, a friend of mine reminded our social media community of the concept of a word for the year, and I decided to choose “bloom.” To bloom is to come to life after sleeping, hibernating, resting. Blooming is the culmination of growth, the flowering a powerful display of the plant’s beauty and power.…
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Fuck Valentine’s Day
Full disclosure: this is the second time in my life I’ve written a piece with this title. The first was when I was 20 and writing for the student newspaper at my university. I was single and bitter about it, but having been a romantic since my early days, I wanted to mark the occasion.…
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New Year, Old Me
The temptation to remake myself every new year is strong. I love the idea of fresh starts. New notebooks, a fresh stack of paper, a new pen, a clean slate. Leave who you are in the old year and begin again. Be whoever you wish you could be. Fix whatever is wrong with you. But…
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Death, Like a Door
CW: death My dad died today. If it seems weird to you that I’d be writing a blog post, well, it is, a little. But writing has always been the way I process things, so I’m doing that now. My dad lived a long life and the last few years were not great for him.…
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Do It Scared
I’ve been sitting in the dark for the last half an hour or so, frozen. I have a bunch of things to do, some of which are work and some of which are fun, but I can’t move. Tomorrow I am going to do a very big thing. It doesn’t really matter what it is.…
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Say My Name
I rarely get called [real name]. I don’t know why, but it has always been the case. Even my parents don’t call me by my name. My mother has been calling me “chicken,” for as long as I can remember. Other people close to me call me a variety of nicknames. It may be because…
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Should
If there is a word I would take out of our collective vocabulary, it would be should. Should is a wish-fulfillment fantasy. He should have treated me better. (Absolutely, and yet he didn’t.) We shouldn’t have to do this. (Nope, and yet we do.) I shouldn’t have to tell you I don’t like that. (Maybe,…
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Thanks
Remember when gratitude journals were all the rage? If you just think of 3 things you’re grateful for every day, you’ll notice the change in your life. I think the idea was to train yourself to see the positives (I wrote about this in Glimmers). I tried this practice for a while, but no amount…
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Glimmers
The dread got me, guys. It did. It permeated everything and coloured the way I saw my every day. And no wonder; I think so many things about our world are designed to spark rage and fear and despair. But then, there are glimmers. A lot of people have written about glimmers, but I’ll explain…
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