Gail Fredricks
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just someone learning, unlearning, and laughing through the chaos.
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All My Exes Hate Me: Part 4 - The One From Hinge
"I never told you this. But the last time I left your apartment, you were telling me to leave. Then begging me to stay. Then telling me to leave again. When I finally left, I don’t know why. I just started running. Like, sprinting down the hallway. I was literally running, hoping I remembered the way out of the building. I thought you were going to come out and cause a scene or try to make me stay. Even when I got to my car, I sped all the way home. I was so concerned."
By Gail Fredricks8 months ago in Humans
20 Year Grief-A-Versary
My father died when I was twelve years old. I have written down that sentence more times than I can count. Why, you ask? Because it’s something that has haunted me, characterized me, made me who I am. It is all I knew about who I was since the moment it happened. From that moment forward it became my whole identity, my personality. I was the girl with no father. It meant that I was allowed to be perpetually sad, undeniably misunderstood, mysteriously guarded.
By Gail Fredricks3 years ago in Families
