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They Love Me, They Love Me Not

 A therapist I once had, called it the vacillation dance, when one minute, you’re the toast of someone’s life, the next, toast. She explained it as having intimacy issues.  My explanation rang truer…it was just plain, fucked up behavior. The … Continue reading

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