Severed Ties

There doesn't have to be anger, resentment or frustration to be done with something. To be over it. To want out. When I heard my divorce was final I felt a weight lifting. An end. A severance. A death. I am not the woman I was four years ago. Not even close. My...

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Going Back – A (Very) Short Story

I followed her down the sandy laneway to the lake. The moon was full, thankfully, as it was our only light at one in the morning. She pretended not to know I was behind her, but I never left her alone on this day. It had been sixteen years, but this date would still...

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I Don’t Want to Anymore

My vulnerability makes me seem weak, I think- Makes me seem needy, perhaps. But all it is is honesty. All it is is truth. Because baby I used to lie like a rug in fear's basement. I would insist, defend and gaslight myself into dusty corners. It was a shield for a...

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My Experience with John of God

In early 2013, I received an email from my friend, G who absolutely loves John of God. "D- John of God is coming to Toronto!!! You must go!! OMG you must go see him! I would come but I'm going to be in Utah." John of God is a spiritual medium and psychic surgeon. He...

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My Journey with ‘The Secret’

In 2008, my life was in turmoil. Pregnant with my second child, supporting a husband through a toxic and expensive lawsuit, trying desperately to advance my career in research to earn more money and caring for my toddler daughter- I was stressed to the max. I lived on...

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It’s Not For Me to Say

It's not for me to say what would make you feel better.  It's not for me to decide how you should heal.  But I've seen him in my dreams and I know that he's ok.  He's better than ok; he's with you, but that's not for me to say. It's not for me to say how you should...

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My All

One day my solitude won't feel like solitude at all It will be the sweet ever after I've been longing for- The peace of dropped expectations and the serenity of a love recalled. It will be the how and the why, The what and the whom. And though my eyes are still...

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What If We Told the Truth?

What is this boundless insecurity that makes us do these awful things? To take an innocent situation and twist it in on itself? Who are we to look past reason straight through to insanity and run with it? Because why? Because we're hurt? Because someone didn't hold up...

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She Was So Pretty – A Short Story Serial Part III

"Who keeps that much cash in a safe?" asked Ethan stupefied. It was a good question, but it wasn't the right one. We sat around my wooden kitchen table, a gift from Serge that he had made in his workshop. At that moment his head was face down upon it. "I don't like...

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The Miracle

Whether you blame the mother or you blame the wife- it's still your life. And blame is a tether holding you as you drift high and low. One hates herself, the other can't let go. But you can open your eyes, burst through the clouds. You're allowed to feel, to tell the...

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The Grudge

I was taken aback. The memory of that day filled my veins- rushing thick and and quick throughout my entire body. Nearly five years ago, I was sitting on my bed crying- trying to explain myself to someone uninterested in what I had to say. We spoke through screens and...

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I Said “Yes”

My son ran joyfully through the neighbourhood splash pad, his menacing, yet innocent laugh flying through the air. I was watching him closely, but making a point of letting him be. He was six years old now. He didn't need to me every ten seconds anymore. My dear...

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