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The more time passes, the harder it gets to formulate thoughts into a post. Things have been quiet and fine. The Monster lurks in the background, still commenting here and there on our family blog. Letting it be known that he is alive and well, and watching. But I’ve been mostly [...]

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I haven’t written much lately. I feel I owe an apology to my few but loyal readers. Or an explanation. Only there isn’t a good one. It is more an array of reasons.
First, I have to admit I’ve been a bit petrified by Coco’s nomination for Julie Pippert’s December Class of Amazing New Blogs. While [...]

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Recently, fellow blogger Coco wrote a lovely post, describing three things she liked about herself. Any reader of that post could consider themselves tagged to do the same. The challenge in writing these three good things is the focus on the “good”. Being prone to self-deprecation and constant disclaimers, I thought this [...]

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It’s late. The house is dark. My two loves are sleeping in the next room. When they slumber, it is astounding how much they look alike. Father and son.
I lie awake in bed, looking at them, one on each side of me.
The Rebel is curled up with one too many pillows, bound [...]

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The Monster has reared his ugly head again.
No matter how much I try to keep him out of my life, every so often my father manages to let me know he is watching. He keeps track. He knows about me, mine and our life.
My husband and I have an online family journal with [...]

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Once in a while, I hear or read words that suddenly make me reevaluate everything I thought I knew about something, someone or myself. Recently, this happened.
Trying to take an active stance in my emotional struggles, I have been doing a lot of research lately, about sociopaths, antisocial personality disorder and behavior, and the [...]

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It is both fascinating and terrifying to accept that I have married a man similar to my father. When I realized this a few months into our marriage, I panicked. Suddenly, all I could see was every attribute that my Rebel shared with the Monster. Every similarity glared at me, so obvious [...]

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The Break-Up

In the file cabinet where our bills and insurance policies are neatly organized, there is a folder called “Family Drama”. It even boasts a label I printed with my beloved little label-maker. The label makes it very official. Legit. As if every family has a drama folder sandwiched between the phone [...]

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I grew up in a household that I thought was normal. Better than normal, even. We were privileged. We lived in a bigger house than most of my friends, a beautiful old farm that had been renovated into a two-story family abode. We had nicer cars. Toyota and Mercedes, the [...]

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