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Wouldn’t it be nice to smoke just a tiny bit of it?

Mom Fail: My Kid Caught Me Getting High

I lit-up, inhaled, and slowly released the sweet smoke. It was beautiful and relaxing until I was interrupted with these, dreaded, words: “MOM?! Are you smoking?”

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How Tarot Cards Saved My Life

I start each day by drawing two cards for guidance, and then further consulting the deck. Last fall, tarot cards saved my life.

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Left: 12/13 Right: 10/14

Don't Judge My Anorexia

Anorexia is not what you think. Warning: Triggering pictures included.

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I wonder what I should have done then, what I can do now.

After 12 Years, My Husband Changed His Mind

This article first appeared on Mamamia and has been republished with perm

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I never imagined myself being anyone’s wife so I grieved for my single life when I got married.

Why I Grieved For My Single Life When I Got Married

I never imagined myself being anyone’s wife so I grieved for my single life when I got married. I began to secretly long for the life I’d left behind.

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Confession: I'm A Straight Woman Who Gets Off On Lesbian Porn

Sexuality is fluid. And mine has led me from girl-on-girl action to a man inside me.

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I had to choose my own health and happiness over having a dad.

Why I Don't Regret Ending My Relationship With My Alcoholic Father 

My own father was, and still is an alcoholic, and is no longer a part of my life. Although he was never violent, his alcoholism still deeply affected and damaged our family, and me.

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What My Son's Stay In A Psychiatric Hospital Taught Me About Resilience

When I left the hospital the night that he was admitted, I sat in the parking lot gasping with big ugly sobs and looking for someone to blame — beginning with myself. I'm his mother, and I'm the only consistent parent he's ever had. As I finally made my way home, with tears streaming down my face and my mouth open in a silent scream of pain, all I could ask myself was "what have I done?" How could I have allowed my son to be hurt so deeply, and in so many ways?

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It's not always so black and white.

My Husband Was Named In The Ashley Madison Hack

When I heard about the Ashley Madison hack, my heart sank. Not because any of my information would be released — but because I knew my husband’s would. Several years ago, my husband created an Ashley Madison account behind my back.

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Even now, I hesitate to call my child’s behavior abusive. But it’s impossible to avoid the parallels between my situation now and how I felt when I was being abused by my partner.

When Your Child Is Abusive

Yelling. Throwing things. Name-calling. The only thing that holds me back from calling my teenager’s behavior abuse is that they are my child.

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