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I’ve a minor collection of what most Americans call a bathrobes. I think it’s a bit more phone to call them a housecoat. It’s an old term from England and I rather like what they call some things. There’s the trolly, which is a shopping cart or buggy (depending on where you live), and then
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Today, my dog was diagnosed with heart failure and I fear that, presently, I may be watching him fade away. Every breath is a struggle and his appetite for food is ignored. His body grows weak. I hold him close and I cry into his shoulders. I adopted him from a rescue in July 2016,
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I love animals and sometimes I struggle through looking for the bigger picture that God has planned for me.
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Suicide effects everyone differently.
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Depression is that invisible friend that I never grew out of.
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Finding help after hitting my rock bottom.
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My Journey with Depression and Anxiety 