Hurry up and Hurt Me

There wasn’t any fear or dread when the thought hit me this morning.  Pain was on my mind.  Emotional pain and heartache.  And I was anticipating it, inviting it even.  Why the hell would a person do that?  No, I’m no masochist; I don’t even enjoy pain in the slightest, but I can endure a... Continue Reading →

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