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The Word Artist
Words have always been my art. They dance for me and sing for me. They laugh for me and cry for me. They are my paint and brushes. They are my clay.
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Aug 2
I’m a Childless Cat Lady — I Mourn My Infertility
It feels like a slap in the face every single time…
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Oct 1, 2023
Don’t Call Me “Normal”
I am weird, and I revel in being weird
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Jul 24, 2023
My Father-in-law Flirts with Me. He has Dementia.
It’s uncomfortable, but it’s okay
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May 1, 2023
New Phone, Trash Customer Service from Telus
Telus Sucks
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Feb 22, 2023
If My Towels Are Clean, Who Cares What Colour They Are?
My bathroom colours are a rainbow
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Jan 4, 2023
COVID Finally Got Me
Happy New Year to me?
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Nov 9, 2022
I Just Moved. Moving Sucks
It’s going to be good in the long run, though
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Oct 16, 2022
I Never Went Trick or Treating
My parents believed Halloween was evil
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Aug 11, 2022
I Couldn’t Stop Sinning
I begged forgiveness, then did it again and again
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Apr 2, 2022
Two Weeks of Daily Testing
My COVID-19 Story
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