Photo credit: dunnepropertymanagement.co.ieI walk through a leafy suburb peering through the windows of those (ostensibly) well ordered homes, and realise I am yearning for the some sort of middle-class existence that I always thought I would have, and cannot accept that I do not and will not. But I came close, yet only when in the clutches of a manipulative, sociopathic sex addict. Sigh choices, choices...
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Hi Fiona,
Oh, I get this. There is a big element of sadness here- of the life you thought you would have, and what (temporarily!) is. I'm so sorry you are feeling this pain right now.
But so glad you've started a blog-- I hope it helps.
Me! Too!
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