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I think it’s pretty obvious who the most confident person I know is. Of course I think it’s mom. She is my go to person for every bit of advice I ask for and I care about her opinion more than anybody’s else’s opinion. This is with the exception of a few people though such…
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I actually have two tattoos I would put on my arms and my whole body. One side of my body would have the words “Momma’s boy,” to accentuate how much I admire mom while the other side of my body would have the name of my girlfriend if I had one, (I’m not sure if…
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I wish I could see mom every day. There’s nothing else I would rather do. By: Jefferson Bert
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The title of this post pretty much sums up my views on having any sort of interaction outside the family. I’m sick and tired of having my nights disturbed by thoughts that I will one day find another girlfriend. I struggle for a few minutes and then realize I don’t have her and then find…
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A main topic of discussion where mom is concerned recently is the possibility of her moving out of Ottawa. A question that comes from me when she discusses this matter with me is whether or not I would be living with her. She says no because she does not want me to lose the place…
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Call mom. This is how I deal with negative feelings. If mom doesn’t answer, then I pray that she calls me back before my temper gets so far out of hand that my staff get involved and the police are called. Luckily for me, the police have never been called on me but I have…
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I don’t know how many more times I can handle writing about this. I thought that the post I wrote titled “Putting My Foot Down” would be enough to finally put to rest the thought of me ever having another girlfriend or best friend. I think I was pretty clear within this post that I…
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I guarantee that by the end of this post, the sleepless nights I’ve suffered will end. The near two decade bout of stress and paranoia I’ve endured will end but most importantly, my willingness to associate with anyone outside of this family will end as well. I’m pretty sure I don’t have to admit that…
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Well admittingly in my childhood/teenage years I used to love to over indulge and eat a lot. Therefore I would call myself a pig and this would be agreed upon by those around me. I never had the greatest eating habits growing up and at 36 years old, I still don’t. Now that I’m a…
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As I am very tired at the time of this writing, I can guarantee that this post will not be as long as my other ones. However, in keeping with the routine of writing things down as soon as start thinking about something or realizing something, I have decided to write this very short post.…
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