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By *exbecs12 OP Woman 32 weeks ago
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Almost gone, cannot replace it. Looking back and reflection has it been a fab filled month or was it?
For me it was okay. Be glad to see it gone but ending it on a good note.   
Here is to October.. |
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By (user no longer on site) 32 weeks ago
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I’ve decided that I don’t like September.
Daughter back to school so my house has felt empty and a little bit less joyful.
Some folk intent on skullduggery have started to mention Christmas. Take that shit to December please.
To cap it all off, I just don’t like months that have only 30 days in them. |
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"Daughter back to school so my house has felt empty and a little bit less joyful."
 
"Some folk intent on skullduggery have started to mention Christmas. Take that shit to December please."
I couldn't agree with you more.  |
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By *eliWoman 32 weeks ago
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September has always been a month I've adored; I remember the excitement of new stationery, that joy of returning to school and everything to be learnt that lay ahead.
This month? I started off in a rather dark period - standing up for myself, for what I knew was right in my heart resulted in unexpected abuse. That hurt. And yet. I found my friends. I found the strength in living. Enjoying myself. Opening up to others.
I realised this month I love two friends. One I've known for years virtually. I've been a shit, forgotten their birthday in my self focused sadness. Laughed for hours. Cried. And then I finally had the chance to meet them. It was everything I thought it would be. Sometimes people imprint on your soul and I've found one who has.
The other? I think I've loved him for some time, I've just not been able to admit it. When things were sad, when I let him see the real me he didn't flinch. I don't want anything from him. His happiness brings me joy. His sadness makes me want to comfort him. I love him for all he is and all he could be.
I've not always been the best this month. I've drank too much. Smoked the tears away. I wasn't the kindest to someone who wanted my friendship, I could have made more effort but that urge to forget was too strong.
And then. I met someone. Someone I'd been talking to for years but always thought, no Meli. There's no chance it could work. I said fuck it and off I went. Excited. Nervous. Was very clear that I couldn't offer more than friendship. The last date there was a gentle shift that took me by surprise.
I think this month I've learnt a lot. And I'm looking forward to October, to masked men, to laughter, to cocktails, PSLs, horror films, continuing to rediscover my confidence and the happiness I find with others.
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