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My Story, Part 6

This is My Story, Part 6, and I would love for you to read it. If you haven’t been with me since the beginning, I would greatly appreaciate it if you started with Part 1, http://blog.craftycutie.com/my-story/the-beginning-of-my-story It is this very special first … Continue reading

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My Story, Part 5

This is a continuation of My Story from the previous post http://blog.craftycutie.com/my-story/my-story-part-4/ and if you didn’t start at the beginning of My Story, you really should start here http://blog.craftycutie.com/my-story/the-beginning-of-my-story/ and scroll up 😉 By this point in the story, I … Continue reading

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My Story, Part 4

So, this is Part 4 of my story. I wanted to go ahead and jump right into it, since Part 3 was so Grimm. If you haven’t read the previous posts, which were the hardest ones for me to share, you … Continue reading

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My Story, Part 3

This is part 3 of my story, but if you would like to start at the beginning, here is Part 1 http://blog.craftycutie.com/my-story/the-beginning-of-my-story/ & Part 2 http://blog.craftycutie.com/thoughts/my-story-part-2/ So, where was I? Oh yes, by this point in my story, I am … Continue reading

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My Story, Part 2

If you have experienced trauma in your life, and you are still alive, congratulations! Your strength amazes me and fills me with hope for the future. You are a warrior. You defeat demons on a daily basis and for that … Continue reading

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Where My Story Begins

Childhood. Well, judging from the pictures I’ve seen, I’d say life looked pretty good from birth until about age 12. Then I remember reaching that good ole number 13. You know, the one associated with being unlucky, as well as … Continue reading

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