
Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential. View all posts by VJ
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Sigh. This happens with us too often.
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It’s common when the wounded child gets triggered, I think
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Sad set of circumstances.
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Yes. Thanks
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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profound! ❤
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Thank you!
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The ending line shows great understanding – “too wounded to hear” was profound
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Sad
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That’s painful.
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Yes. It is.
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Too much litter,
Not enough glitter …
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Exactly!
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This is sad for them both
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Yes
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🥹
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