That's the hardest truth for me, that no one will be there for you when you get sick. The people who would have are dead, and the others don't want to be bothered by you.-Donna Crawford

My socks still fit.





She was born, raised, and died, as legend has it ,by her own hand.































You were my life, my everything.



Something a therapist once said: "You're not healing to be able to handle trauma, pain, anxiety, depression. You're used to those. You're healing to be able to handle joy and to accept happiness back into your life."-Papa Wolf und Krampus und Bleaken
















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