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Originally Posted by Curious
cubes of all kids of stuffs...
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I wonder if Curious realizes that that sentence reads like she's dehydrated her kids and put them in cubes?
I wonder if everyone is doing well?
I wonder if I can say that I missed my last high school reunion because I felt embarrassed to be disabled, with no husband or job or friends or kids (cubes
) or anything. I wonder if my problem is that I felt such a need in my younger years to be "perfect" and "successful" and "strong" that I equate disability with internal weakness and failure?
I wonder how to make my life more fulfilling. I wonder if it's true that if I found a man in my state of mind, he wouldn't be right for me because I'd be looking for a rescuer and someone to fix my whole life and that's not the best grounds for a relationship?