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StoryLegacy of Pain forislava07 months 3 weeks ago
StoryFirst step forislava02 years 3 months ago
StoryTo my Personal Demon forislava12 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Apocalypse forislava02 years 4 months ago
StoryAnd there she is – my mother. forislava12 years 4 months ago
StoryBut there's always more forislava12 years 4 months ago
StoryHope has left the building forislava32 years 4 months ago
StoryFacing the truth forislava22 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Aftermath forislava32 years 4 months ago
StoryIs your daughter home? 2 forislava13 years 11 months ago
StoryIs your daughter home? forislava13 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Aftermath 2 forislava73 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Shell forislava43 years 11 months ago
StoryBut Why Not? finale... too long, I know... forislava43 years 11 months ago
StoryBut Why Not? forislava23 years 11 months ago
StoryLone Lee’s Sunday Service anna_tempt33 years 11 months ago
StoryFirst encounter finale... forislava103 years 11 months ago
StoryFirst encounter forislava33 years 11 months ago
StoryBlissful weekend with my family... forislava43 years 11 months ago
StoryThe beginning – or the brief version of my childhood forislava43 years 12 months ago
CollectionTales of The Journey forislava04 years 1 day ago

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My stories

Legacy of Pain

The complexity in my life as it turned out an't just be expresed by journalling. In order people to understand the real massive magnitude of what...

First step

I knew that the road to recovery would be bumpy, but I definitely was not expecting to be not just bumpy, but with hidden land mines, traps, steep...

To my Personal Demon

It has been a bit more than to 2 months into “No contact” with my family, although only my mother knows why as I decided to talk only with her, not...

The Apocalypse

I’ve always had uncontrollable and unexplained fear of zombies. No idea why, the idea of them just terrified me. Anything else I can take with no...

And there she is – my mother.

Even now, knowing all this, I still miss my mother despite the logic in my mind telling me I never actually had one. I think it’s been more than a...

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