⋆ there is no placebo
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⋆ there is no placebo

I had to let you go. But it did not happen one morning, out of the blue. It certainly did not happen altogether in just one day. It took me thousands of days…
⋆ snake
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⋆ snake

If a poisonous snake jumps on you; you have no time to ask yourself "Is this because of my past?" "Is this because my parents abandoned me when I was a child?" "Is…
⋆ matter
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⋆ matter

You matter. Your life matters. Your opinions, hopes, fears, and dreams matter. We often forget about this. We get lost in the seven-point-seven billion people on this planet. Logically, we know that our…
⋆ strong and intractable
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⋆ strong and intractable

Can people with autism fall in love? To me, the answer to this question is fairly obvious: Yes. Autistic people fall in love all the time, and many have long-term relationships and/or decide…
⋆ finite
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⋆ finite

Every moment that goes by, I get waves of...emancipation. I can breathe a tiny bit better. Is it premature? Perhaps. But who is to say how much time we have to stomp in…
⋆ we vs me
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⋆ we vs me

I do not know who I am. I: - am emotionally detached - am inconsistent - have no boundaries - never forgive myself - believe that people are inherently good (always)- have no…
⋆ EQ
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⋆ EQ

Let us talk about EQ. Emotional intelligence predicts people's ability to regulate themselves, manage other people, and achieve success. Not everyone is born with it, but unlike IQ, emotional intelligence can be acquired…
⋆ again with the nazis
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⋆ again with the nazis

I detest that I am making this post. It comes up in conversation too often for me to ignore it so I apologise to those who love and adore me and people in…
⋆ strangers
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⋆ strangers

intended use for this song is to play while you are people-watching and take notes of your observations and send them to me  
⋆ cuddly
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⋆ cuddly

It is possible to make no mistakes and still lose. Telling one’s story over & over again is a way to hold on to grief about the past or a narrative that places…