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I definitely lucked out when it came to the two stepchildren I inherited. They are both fantastic kids my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and seven-year-old stepson. However, them occasionally challenging me comes with the territory of being their fatherly figure. The little guy definitely likes to push my buttons from time to time. One he unintentionally presses
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Working in any helping profession often comes across a thankless and underappreciated. After working in the mental health field, I’ve learned that it isn’t to be expected. You don’t usually get to see the end result of your work and need to celebrate the small wins. However, once in a while, you get a reminder
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No, not the cartoon. Although the cartoon is pretty good too. I’m talking about taking a trip down the beaten path. Going out on a limb to do something different. Taking that risk. The week prior beat me to a bloody pulp. I looked like Rocky Balboa near the end of the first movie. Picture
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It hurts. My body hurts. My head pounds. My neck, shoulders, calves, and hips feel heavy. Yet somehow, I press on. Through the pain, agony, and misery, I find the motivation to do what I must. As much as I probably need a break, I can’t always let my illness beat me down. Over the
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Time for some word vomit. I’m done in. I’m fried. I’m burnt out. I don’t know how else to say it. I’ve had so much shit going on the last 4-6 weeks that I honestly don’t know how I didn’t snap earlier. My work schedule is kicking my ass. I’m busting said ass to get
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A bit of a follow-up on my last post. I’m in the midst of a move from my home state of New Jersey (born, raised, and resided for the last 33 years) across the Delaware to our neighbor Pennsylvania. I do not fair well with change – any kind of change. Good or bad. I
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To my loyal readers, I apologize for being MIA the last several weeks. I know so many of you are going through Caring Counselor withdrawal after not hearing from me for six weeks. (Please note my sarcasm.) In all seriousness, my writing took a backseat in recent weeks. I feel split between three jobs and
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Feeling disheartened this week. After thinking I had my health under control, it decided to throw two middle fingers in my face. Two weeks ago, my stomach had a familiar nauseous feeling. The bouts of nausea were followed shortly by multiple visits to the bathroom. Since being diagnosed with GERD (or reflux) back in February,
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People do not like change whether it is good or bad. We like to have control. We like knowing potential outcomes and feeling like we have some influence over it. However, reality demonstrates time and time again that we possess little control over anything. Recently, my agency promoted me. I went from being a middleman
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Howdy, y’all! It’s been a few weeks. My New Year’s resolution to post at least once a week has obviously gone out the window. Sadly, this time was due to lack of time. The last few weeks have been chock full of two jobs, bachelor parties, weddings, and medical appointments. Most of it was run-of-the-mill,
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