tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22057520734742667202024-03-18T21:06:52.177-07:00Open HeartA young mother who faces the challenges and joys life presents is revealed in her own words.
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She loves plus size fashion, music and make up, what's next?open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-48886624971988577482014-01-25T20:18:00.002-08:002014-01-27T12:44:18.297-08:00Whats been happening in my life <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Well! alot has been going on. <br />
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I've experienced more than a million emotions in this tiny, well expanding body.<br />
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From the line above you may be thinking,"huh... expanding?" well the truth is...<br />
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I'm pregnant!<br />
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I'm very happy and i'm just getting around to telling you guys because my iPad was broken for quite sometime.<br />
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Now my aim for this blog isn't to suddenly bore you with updates on the baby as such, it's to keep you in the loop with me as an entirety.<br />
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Some people seem to believe once you are pregnant the baby is the only thing you think about but, I have news for you, that way of thinking is not reality. I still have a crazy family, a growing skunk of a little boy and a young relationship. 13 months is a young relationship isn't it?<br />
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We'll young or not, we are doing this and I don't know what's more shocking. The fact that I have a man who's being supportive or the fact that there's going to be 2 mini me's around.<br />
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So it's 4am in the morning and I'm missing Mr.T but, I think I better catch some z's<br />
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Xx night night<br />
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-53046578452216938802013-10-26T15:48:00.000-07:002013-10-26T15:48:36.538-07:00Smiling Bright Keeps Me Smiling Right!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I'd like to apologies to all those that keep in touch with me and are continuously reading my blog. I've got RSI (repetitive strain injury) and I can't always type. Sorry for the delay in keeping you guys and gals up to date and informed.<br />
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My teeth.<br />
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My teeth accentuates my beauty so I try to keep them clean and healthy.<br />
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By healthy I mean brushing at least twice daily and flossing. On the days that I go a bit heavy on the sweets, I may even brush as soon as I come in from work, bringing my count up to 3 times for the day.<br />
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You might be asking yourself why i'm talking about my teeth but, I've got to be honest... my teeth means a lot to me. If I have a pain in my mouth, my first thoughts are regret because I truly believe the dentist are going to pull my teeth out and no one wants a toothless mommy or girlfriend. <br />
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Anyway, I was sent this new Oral B toothpaste to trial and review.<br />
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I have always been a Colgate trooper and would never normally try anything else but, lately the Colgate was getting hard in the tube and I felt to try something new.<br />
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The visual aspect of it could only get top marks. It looks bright appealing and looks like it would cover all bases. Cavities, healthy gums, plaque, sensitivity, enamel, tartar, whitening and clean breath.<br />
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The texture of the toothpaste was very soft and foamy when I brushed and I would truly say my teeth were visually cleaner. People commented daily and I repeatedly ran my tongue over my teeth after using it. My teeth were sparkling.<br />
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There was one fault which I believe is a major failure on the make up of this toothpaste. The sensitivity i had in my teeth came back with a vengeance.<br />
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Although it says "sensitivity" this toothpaste is definitely not for those with sensitivity. If this was looked into i would use it regularly but the pain of frozen foods triumphed and i'm back to Colgate. For those without this problem, I say you should switch to it.<br />
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My dentist said my teeth and gums are healthy, my boyfriend loved the smell of my breath and this helps boost my self esteem.<br />
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This post is an entry for <a href="http://wp.me/p3bVJd-5OL">BritMums’ #ORALBLoveYourGums Challenge</a> sponsored by Oral-B, promoting healthy gums – something especially important for pregnant women. Get tips and advice on <a href="http://www.oralb-loveyourgums.com/">www.oralb-loveyourgums.com</a>.<div>
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-91647324470755594462013-09-15T12:26:00.000-07:002013-09-15T12:26:59.357-07:00My Week Having Fun<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The last post was sooo depressing and serious, weren't it?<br />
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All in all, I'm not prepared to make a "nobody" send a naked picture of herself to my boyfriend and it brake us.<br />
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He has a lot to rebuild but, the underlying factor is I believe he loves me and I too he.<br />
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Some have said I'm an idiot for listening and not ending it with him but, who lives within me and who knows what I really feel inside? Nobody but, me and the lord.<br />
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I prayed about this and the main goal is wanting to be happy with my family. That's me, my little skunk and T. The talk we had resolved alot around us being in his life and building a future. Only time will tell i suppose.<br />
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So... My week. My week was great! It was "<span style="color: orange;">fun time</span>" week for me and the family. I went to the <a href="http://www.starcitycentre.co.uk/">movies</a>, <a href="http://www.visitsealife.com/birmingham">The Sea Life Centre</a> and had a really nice road trip to Edinburgh experienced <a href="http://www.harviestonhuts.co.uk/">Glamping</a> for the first time.<br />
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I went to the cinema to watch Smurfs 2. I felt guilty that I convinced my son to watch something I wanted to watch on his treat day but, I wasn't interested in watching Despicable me 2 or Monsters university because I hadn't watched the first ones and I didn't like the drawing of the characters, haha.<br />
Anyway, we get to the Vue cinema in Star city and Smurfs 2 was not showing after 3 o'clock so we had to watch Despicable Me 2.<br />
I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. It wasn't too long and my little skunk and I laughed quite a lot. The story line wasn't to childish and the humour was universal enough to get us both laughing while keeping us interested. I would definitely recommend it as one to watch.<br />
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I went to the Birmingham sea life centre years ago. It was when it first opened and I didn't enjoy it at all. <br />
I was very reluctant to spend £19.20 each for my nephew and I and £15 for my son, so I went hunting for the cheapest price.<br />
Just by searching Google, I printed a 2 for 1 voucher and pre-booked another ticket for £10. In total, admission for the three of us came to £29.20. That's a saving of £24.20. I felt pretty proud of myself really. I felt even more elated when my son said what a great time he was having and had overall. They gave him a puzzle to complete on his way around and this kept him interested in all the facts and figures I was reading. <br />
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There was just enough interactive stops mixed with touching crabs and light effects on the way around and we all thought it was great. I mean its not somewhere I'd go regularly but, the 4D film and fish's were great. It's one of those places you go for a treat but, I definitely wouldn't pay full price for it. I posted some pictures for you all to see. They are a bit dark but, I had to turn the flash off because it would have disrupted the likkle fishes. Enjoy and I'll fill you in on my Glamping weekend in the week;<br />
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-15798038161948570732013-09-06T07:22:00.004-07:002013-09-06T07:22:55.885-07:00Breath in and breath out...Im Ok!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Well we're still together but, I don't know what's happening in my head. </div>
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He thinks we can continue as normall but, for me we are rebuilding a big part of what held us together. </div>
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Being open and honest was what made me feel like we were forever.</div>
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Anyway... I just thought i'd let you all know I'm ok. </div>
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Thanks for all the direct messages and i'm sorry for the spelling mistakes on the last post. I was a little bit upset.</div>
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I'm a woman and my mom always says, "We don't break, we bend" and this is just one of those moments that I have to spring back into action and control my emotions.</div>
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-63676818844126793062013-08-26T11:36:00.001-07:002013-08-26T11:36:11.245-07:00Is The Trust broken?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I found it very hard to concentrate today.<br />
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I know you are probably waiting for a review but, to be honest, I'm broke, feeling upset and all I want to do is brake something.<br />
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I'm not sure if i've said this before but, I'm living with my mom while I save for a mortgage. Living with your parents when you have been the black sheep of the family for most of your life is not something i'd advise when your 29.<br />
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So, let me get straight to it because I only have half an hour lunch.<br />
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My mom calls my boyfriend and asks him to by an extra chicken because my brother Maxwell, the "prized bull" of the family is coming to dinner and the dinners not enough. He rushes out like the good son in law and buys it for her. <br />
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Now at this point I'm still thinking i'm going to have an easy going day because I haven't got much tidying up to do and I want to watch a series on the internet but, then Shandy turns up. This was the start of the down turn of my day. <br />
I mean, I'm a mom and I would never just leave my child at my moms house everyday. This is what Shandy has done with all her children and she continues to drive me insane with her draining, dependent personality. Yes, I know she's my sister but, she is such a leech its pathetic and to top it off she's ungrateful.<br />
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I gave her my fridge and where normal people would say "thank you " she starts pointing out every minor fault. I've been bullied by her 4 most of my life and no matter how any one helps her she continues to take. You give her an inch and she takes a yard.kmt . "Kmt" means kiss my teeth (tut) I do this a lot and thought I'd incorporate it in my writing.<br />
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Anyway, I give her my good good fridge and all she does is moan that I'm giving it too her because I don't want it. I mean, what an ungrateful so and so.<br />
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So I breath in... 12345 and promise myself she is not getting to me.<br />
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Now after a day of her jabs I'm in bed with T and I wanted to upload the pictures I took to my computer. He gives me his Samsung mini and I shake the phone by accident. What is the 1st thing I see?<br />
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No! I'm not sure your getting the levels that I'm asking you. WHAT WAS THE 1ST THING I SAW?<br />
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I see the girl that's been hounding his Facebook posts and she is naked as the day she was born. Now you can see from my previous post, well you would've at least had an incling that I love this man and now I'm seeing this naked long tatty b.i.t.c.h on his phone.<br />
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It's obvious that she took it herself but, as my face began to show shock, then anger then sadness he says, "give me my phone."<br />
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I felt like I couldn't move.<br />
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I couldn't upload a thing again. Damn, I couldn't even shout at him.<br />
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He then began with the explanations and apologies, "babes, I'm sorry, babes she just sent it to me earlier today".<br />
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I just told him straight. He must have gave her reason to think he wanted to see her naked and the fact that he still had it in his phone means he wants to take another look at a later date.<br />
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I'm at work now and when I go home I have to let him know where we're at. <br />
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I don't want us to break up but, I can't make him feel this type of thing is alright<br />
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Is the trust broken between he and I or am I just upset right now?<br />
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If I forgive him, will he take disadvantage of me?<br />
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Someone help me.<br />
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You know what, I'm gonna get back to helping these customers.<br />
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-83486321039828402852013-08-05T16:12:00.000-07:002013-08-05T16:12:37.821-07:00Plus Size and Sexy! :-)<div>
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Am I plus size and sexy or am I just fat and unattractive?</div>
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I do have to admit I've felt both of the above in the last 9 years but, for the last 12 months I've felt <i><span style="color: orange;">hot</span></i> and <span style="color: orange;"><i>sexy</i></span>.</div>
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The fact is, I am near the heaviest I've ever been but, when I look in the mirror I love to see my curves. </div>
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Yes my pear shape is filling out a bit but, the love handles around me mid rift can easily be worked of. </div>
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When I put on my peplum dress and my boobs are sitting high like a rack of ribs on a plate at a restaurant in my low cut top, all I think about is how good I feel.</div>
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I was always teased growing up. Before having my son, my biggest was a size 14 (UK size). so why slim people found the need to pick on me is shocking to me now that I am a beautiful size 18 - 20. </div>
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I feel <span style="color: orange;">beautiful</span>! </div>
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The fact that I'm "plus size" is a secondary factor. The fact that I look good and feel good in what i'm wearing is what comes first.</div>
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I'm planning to do some reviews on some plus size clothing, so I'm going to go out on a limb and speak to all those reading my page and not commenting.</div>
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Which brand are you interested in but, not willing to spend your money on until you get a review from a real woman?</div>
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Which brand have you just not got around to trying?</div>
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drop me an email on jesuissensible@gmail.com and leave a comment please.</div>
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open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-41501117349136263932013-07-30T14:19:00.000-07:002013-07-31T14:21:30.504-07:00His BirthdayIt was T's birthday yesterday. When skunk and I went shopping for his gift, I told him to choose any item of clothing for his preasent to him. He came back with a shirt that said,<br />
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"Number one dad".</div>
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Now! Do you know how that made me feel?</div>
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I'm sure I'm not the only one that has been a single mom and found a partner but, I never thought I'd ever see my little skunk accept someone into our family of two. I mean, from the day he was born it was just us. </div>
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Being the mother, I knew I always had to do what I had to do. I knew I had to choose someone special, someone who would love me and love my little skunk. He is just as stubborn as me and has a protective nature whenever the opposite sex comes anywhere near me, so I had to be vigilant.</div>
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I had five years of getting over skunks dad, emotional and financial struggle became second nature and my serial dating habits were common knowledge to everyone but my innocent boy. I wanted control this time.</div>
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This girl was fed up of dating what I can only refer to as waste men and I wanted to choose the best this time.</div>
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So I went on a dating site. Oooooooooow, me on a dating site? Why would I do that? Filling up my car at a petrol station would bring me unnessary attention, so why am I going to expose myself to more pricks, sex maniacs and wackos? </div>
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I'll tell you why. It's because there was the potential I could find someone that could treat me and my son like we deserve, someone who wanted the same sort of future as me, someone to understand and talk with, a strong father figure, friend and lover. I could actually find what I dreamt about by using the recruitment skills I picked up at work :-).<br />
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And yes It looks like I've done it!<br />
The family like him, Skunk likes him and I love him.<br />
Anyway! A breakfast fit for a king, an outfit, a day filled with baileys, red hot intimacy and a glamping holiday booked. I think it went well and I am feeling happy. I don't want it to end but, for me it's goodnight to you all.<br />
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Remember! Follow me and subscribe x My email address is jesuissensible@gmail.com if anyone want to contact me.</div>
open hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12965220860438553718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2205752073474266720.post-6106987539966764642013-07-27T03:57:00.003-07:002013-07-27T03:58:31.636-07:00A Side Of Me Which Is Normally Hidden"Morning you!"<br />
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"Yes you!"<br />
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The one inside that's sometimes suppressed. The "me" that wants to talk about everything. How I've felt, how I'm feeling, What I've been through and what I'm going to do. You know? let it all out.<br />
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Now, I would always advise my friends to speak to someone. I'd say "speak to the person you feel closest to and would trust your life with".<br />
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The person I feel closest to is 7 years old. I call him my little skunk. Not for hygiene reasons but, the gasses that can come out of a growing seven year old is amazing. <br />
I'm supposed to be there as his strength,<br />
not he as my personal psychiatrist. I mean... what type of mother would that make me?<br />
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Anyway, due to all the things I do, I encounter a lot of scenarios which involve people from a variety of backgrounds and I didn't want to offend anyone. So this should now allow me to open my heart and show me for me.<br />
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Being me is not easy because my extroverting personality and stubborn nature is one that provokes the passionate and the placid but, challenges those who are similar. However, I'm taking the advice of my Manager, friends, family and boyfriend. Thus being "You need to release all that pressure" "You need to be able to express your feelings without boundaries and get over all that anger".<br />
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These people claim to know me and love me. Some even claim to know me more than I know myself . So I'm thinking that I will give It a try. I'll see what emerges.<br />
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I never thought I was angry inside until I began to look into being Christ like and humble. <br />
It also made me realise that I'm happy, I'm sad, I'm excited, I'm boring, I'm deep, I'm shallow, I'm mean and I'm loving all of which is inside of me.<br />
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It's not surprising emotions and feelings I've been suppressing might be overspilling. Its like squeezing ten pounds of potatoes in a five pound bag.<br />
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So I say <i>YAYYYY!</i> to me, for finally starting this. <br />
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