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Processing the Pain of Emptiness: Finding Air When You Feel Hollow Inside
How to Move Through the Sensation of Drowning in Your Own Emotions Introduction Emptiness can feel like a void that swallows you whole. It’s more than just sadness or loneliness—it’s a sensation that grips your chest, makes your mind spiral, and leaves you struggling for air even when you know you’re physically able to breathe.…
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Invisible in My Own Marriage
(excerpt from The Cracked Mirror..by Vikee) Feeling Unseen and Unknown I am married to a man who does not truly know me, despite the fact that we have been together for over twenty-five years. He believes he understands who I am because of our long history together, but in reality, he does not know me…
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The Cracked Mirror
Looking back at me is someone I don’t recognize anymore. I thought maybe it was fatigue or simple stress, but honestly, I don’t know who this person is anymore. Can you relate? Seeking to find some familiarity, something that can tell me that, it’s me! Nope, can’t find it. The mirror reflects the person looking…
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BINGE!!!!
What I Want Readers to Take Away from “Binge” Reflections and Revelations From the first electric sentence, my hope is that readers feel the pulse of “Binge” thrumming in their veins—a story that does not flinch, does not waver, and never looks away from the reality it conjures. I want those who open these pages…
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Guardians of Peace: On the Illusion of Love and the Pursuit of Self-Preservation
Recognizing False Affection and Safeguarding Your Spirit There are moments in life when we find ourselves entranced by the promise of affection, lured by glimmering visions painted by those who claim to love us. We mistake control for care, mistaking the velvet glove for kindness when it only hides the iron fist beneath. They whisper…
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Please Don’t Let Me Die In My Addiction
Searching For Peace In The Storm There are nights when the darkness swallows me whole, when the weight on my chest feels like it could bend my ribs, when my own voice—raw, cracked, unfamiliar—calls out to no one in the silence. I have seen myself in reflections I no longer recognize, haunted by the hollow…
Footsteps To Freedom
A slow and neccessary walk to healing
Footsteps To Freedom 