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Under ordinary circumstances, I would say I might be biased or prejudiced, but I have had more than a few people with their own daddies tell me that my Daddy is most definitely the best. He is my biological Daddy but he is a Daddy who saved my life during my latter childhood and made me who I am today. So I have to agree with all the rest. When it comes to Daddies, I won the lottery, while getting struck by lightning standing on the front porch of a house where I won in the publisher's clearing house sweepstakes.

I haven’t been able to give plasma in almost 2 weeks now, apparently the doctor had to look over my files because my iron was low a few times back to back. Anyways he didn’t show up yesterday, and then I was told I could come today. I called twice, now they said he wasn’t even able to get through.

How can holiday depression hit after the holiday? I feel so incredibly alone. I truly don’t think anyone cares whether I am here or not. I’m an extra piece of baggage that has to have a tiny space made for me to squeeze into because there actually isn’t a space for me at all.

It’s crazy because these summer walker lyrics aren’t resonating because I’m in a consistent, loving, healthy relationship with a man who loves and adores me and treats me like a queen. I’m over here like damn I’m not feeling any of this but that’s because I’m loved correctly. Let me had heard this a year ago though , I would be screaming these lyrics . This is when it hit me , like wow I really have a good man now!

all be careful out there. #1 reason I don't ask for help and most times don't accept it... once they help you and tell them you appreciated them they go around telling everyone you used them that or they just don't show up. I dare you to call me stubborn when I don't let anyone help me. This is exactly why. I'm good. I got this far on my own. I am an independent woman and not stubborn. There's a difference! I do me and you can do you.