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I feel so guilty. I wrote my ex a Eulogy! He is in prison for bank robbery for 15 more years. I have always felt like I hated him, but am finding out that there are still many things to love. After his agreeing to sign adoption papers for my daughter, I found out in a letter that he is dying. My point is, you never know what will happen in life. It is way too short to hate. This is only the first four lines of my poem. I feel so guilty.

I…

Quickened, pause, climb, the disorder peels away

A locket, Pandora’s box lifting, peeling layers of years gone

My muse’s song a fishing line, reel me in faster, faster

A stable mind, a sharpened glow never remains

Time ticks, tick tock tick tock the hours wear

Will she hear me when I’m gone?

Motionless the seconds twist through me, never ending and…

I haven't been on here for a very long time, mostly because life has been full of so much. I've always been so grateful for the friendship and help I've received on here, and not reciprocating makes me feel bad. I've avoided this place because I've been overwhelmed, and sitting down and having a talk with myself about what's truly been going on is hard.

Life is now pretty good. I'm no longer getting a divorce. We decided that anything can be mended by communication, if two…

Hi all,

I haven't been on here for a while, and have missed it. Through reading discussions and blog posts I feel less alone. Some of you out there are very in touch with what is happening within yourselves, and I soak in every word.

I'm getting a divorce, after being with a man for 6 years. The problem is my apathy. I feel nothing. I'm scared of myself. What if this hits me tomorrow, next month, next year? What if my apathy betrays me and is overcome with an inability to know…