Simba

To my happy brown-eyed puppy, I do not have memories of home before you and Fido arrived. 2.5 years of Fido, then 10 of you and Fido together and then 3.5 just you. That’s 16 years. I don’t even know what it’s like to not have one of you around. I’m glad you’re both together…

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The Fear Diary

I have recently learned that I am a person who gets incredibly scared. Scared of the everyday, scared of falling, scared of failing and scared of not being all that I’m capable of being. Sometimes there are things that happen during the day that cause these fears. Those are legit. Other days there are such…

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