Monthly Archives: August 2008

What happened to Caiden?

Caiden was my half sister. My mother was paid to marry a man named Said who was in the US as a student and wanted to stay more permanently. He married my mother and slept in the basement while my … Continue reading

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No Rest For The Wicked

I have never been a good sleeper. When I was a child, my mother would keep me awake long, long into the night… Either accompanying her to the hospitals, to friends places, or just demanding my company. Once I did … Continue reading

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Secrets

Secrets are anathema to me. I started keeping secrets when I was very, very small. My mother had a history with child protective services – something about me as a newborn repeatedly seizing or stopping to breathe and only doing … Continue reading

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Redheaded Stepchild

So I went to the hair-dresser’s today intending to dye my hair red. As you can see by my pictures (go ahead and look at them. I’ll wait here), I was successful. My coworker, friend, and general partner in crime … Continue reading

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Slapping on a coat of paint

There are a couple good things about breaking off an engagement. For starters because I spend all day long walking around in a vague daze, the people around me spend their time speaking softly and gently and treating me like … Continue reading

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State of the Union Address

What the hell is going on? Where do I start, where do I start? I don’t know. Trent and I have broken up. I ended it and I don’t… really want to go into it. Let us pretend I have … Continue reading

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